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Nothing to do
plenty to feel
this kind of mood
is getting me killed
Nothing to see
outside is tiring
my room annoys
it's filled with bile
Just try and stretch
you'll press against
the four walls your cell
wherever you go
Went outside
sat in the snow
hands to my mouth
i'm moving no more
Three cigs at once
disgusting already
one pack a day
why should i care
Smoke scudding up
peacefully swirling
taking the form
of smiling lil' me
The manikin is
among others again
still carefree
as he should be
Then woman,
a friend
since i thought
she had been,
puts one of
her hands on
his leg
Seducing with mastery
all warm and pleasant.
they go to a room
the door gets closed
And ropes and gag
come out of nowhere
a man behind back
woman stands there and smile
Another smoke cloud
runs up to the sky
burning in sun
they both die down
Staring and waiting
when will i forget
when will i have friends
still moving no more
I close my eyes
glad to see nothing
wake up in my room
in tears and in sweat
Going outside,
trying to dream,
smoke in the room
why should i care
Just try and draw,
just try and sing,
bile shit comes out
i'm gonna sink
Still nothing to do
plenty to feel
this gorgeous life
is getting me
killed
Nothing to do
plenty to feel
this kind of mood
is getting me killed
Nothing to see
outside is tiring
my room annoys
it's filled with bile
Just try and stretch
you'll press against
the four walls your cell
wherever you go
Went outside
sat in the snow
hands to my mouth
i'm moving no more
Three cigs at once
disgusting already
one pack a day
why should i care
Smoke scudding up
peacefully swirling
taking the form
of smiling lil' me
The manikin is
among others again
still carefree
as he should be
Then woman,
a friend
since i thought
she had been,
puts one of
her hands on
his leg
Seducing with mastery
all warm and pleasant.
they go to a room
the door gets closed
And ropes and gag
come out of nowhere
a man behind back
woman stands there and smile
Another smoke cloud
runs up to the sky
burning in sun
they both die down
Staring and waiting
when will i forget
when will i have friends
still moving no more
I close my eyes
glad to see nothing
wake up in my room
in tears and in sweat
Going outside,
trying to dream,
smoke in the room
why should i care
Just try and draw,
just try and sing,
bile shit comes out
i'm gonna sink
Still nothing to do
plenty to feel
this gorgeous life
is getting me
killed
"Though you can be sure
no-one hurts you
through the wall constructed
around what is left
Open your heart, endure —
this pain as something new
will soon be tucked
in blankets of inspiration and strange content"
So they said. And now there's only silence
giving advice on what i hate:
coping with lack of self-sufficiency
and need to cooperate
For no matter how much i lie
and run, and fight to, from, with myself
things turn for me to admire
people who went through a lot but bore
with what was meant to destroy them
and their still sane mental health
But for what we've suffered
there's always one excuse:
"cheer up, move on" —
for mourning is no use. i agree
Though why forgetting how people hurt you?
in the past, but nonetheless
by vis, in dark-lit room — "it is such a fortune,
to have this cute __"
and to make him a mess
Is it just in my head? playing over and over
thing one could not forget. mark of eternal sorrow
screeching, every gear turns round
radiating the poignant smell
heating the floor of the mental well
burying thing wished to never be found
behind the mask — the face
one that's
hatred-
laced.
"Though you can be sure
no-one hurts you
through the wall constructed
around what is left
Open your heart, endure —
this pain as something new
will soon be tucked
in blankets of inspiration and strange content"
So they said. And now there's only silence
giving advice on what i hate:
coping with lack of self-sufficiency
and need to cooperate
For no matter how much i lie
and run, and fight to, from, with myself
things turn for me to admire
people who went through a lot but bore
with what was meant to destroy them
and their still sane mental health
But for what we've suffered
there's always one excuse:
"cheer up, move on" —
for mourning is no use. i agree
Though why forgetting how people hurt you?
in the past, but nonetheless
by vis, in dark-lit room — "it is such a fortune,
to have this cute __"
and to make him a mess
Is it just in my head? playing over and over
thing one could not forget. mark of eternal sorrow
screeching, every gear turns round
radiating the poignant smell
heating the floor of the mental well
burying thing wished to never be found
behind the mask — the face
one that's
hatred-
laced.
неприятно спать с кем-то против своего желания. ощущения подобны поносу. а как чувствуется понос – это я помню. и усвоил
she would smile from ear to ear when she remember there were stars up above. she told me she was cold once, i drew my lighter still knowing she was afraid of fire