I am going crazy
I can't help it
Your taking to long
all this shit stays with me
it gonna be there when I have to die
jesus said the truth will set you free
the truth evades me - the truth is all I am thinking about is why you ignore me
the truth is i'm sick the truth is I am dying
fucking pissing me off like a wind turbine
annoying me like a fly on my earlobe
whineing - you american - like a dog thats fat that wants a walk but didn't move off its rug
know yourself like a tree that saw itself from the seed.
slit my wrists like a spread leg bitch
its fight or flight just like you slurping air through the slit in your neck on your last night
I love you baby I see you wandering at night
you my sweet are like an off pomogranite
violence is like a ongoing show that plays out around me 24/7
delicious, vanilla slice
oh I'm shaking at the cafe never mind my hearts fucking breaking
I just buckled had a brain freeze and perminantly damaged my knuckles
against a solid horrizontal flat thing
can't see why I didn't see it happen
fear is just a thing you feel that an impulse tells you to run from but that you should rile up about
fear is something that I doubt I take seriously enough
stomach grabbing it carking it because the antique bolignase in the fridge was my last lunch and its all your fault because your not here to cook
cops come in - don't worrie cops i stab only if i am angry and cut kitty cats with the knife I always knows in the kitchen
standing still is not one of my forte's
bouncing around annoying the shit out of my perents my way
sometimes I worry about the condition of my heart litterally
it must find living inside my body fucking irritating
like a fucking americans whining voice box deflating
U better watch yourself i say waving the knife
didn't know you'd come at me with about the brains of a atomy n' the reflex back hand would slice your face
I am a compulsive reader put out of action for periods due to christina agulira
so em, do you think if I had a gun I could just wave it around and shoot it anywhere assuming I fire into the air
cos we don't have guns here
on a shear plateau when it comes to roots
it is upto interpretation but what pisses me off is the american nation
I am sick now
there is probably no avioding it
I am going to have to be admitted
the question is how........
perameters it cannot be criminal
it should be something in the shopping mall
it should be in woolworths
tough
be tough
I recon I should just show up at emergency
what would bart do?
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