the first and lonely days have come
a sea of state
and
one of us must know which way you can go
one
Don't ask me to socialise
a third degree has blown my
The sick and complicated eyes are mine
To find a way
Physically I resemble a vulture -
Too close to meaning
When the
Mouth like sugar shiver finger-lashes stick on
I dont know how
Theres no soldier in me.
Although I try to believe that
All
The birds don't sing,
they crush my skull,
and I
most of the time you are happy you're
a weirdo and