| Basically pencil sketches. |


The RoomI know I am dying; the walls tell me so Or is it the floor-saying "Departure, now. Go!"The Room
Laying flat on the shag-carpet floor, I do listen For the heartbeat of those who are decpetively hidden
In the ceiling, the people, they mimic my act Of listening, of lying, flat on their back
Collectively they breathe, the Room seeming alive I'm scared so I shoot up; the needle safe, deep inside
Chemical injection at nine in the morning? I can feel the dependency rapidly forming
The people who scare me laugh derisively down- From the ceiling; at the drug p
| Basically pencil sketches. |
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Yaya in ~ShugoUK
V.v/V2 in ~All-Hail
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No longer svelte,
they've gotta punch new holes in the bible belt.
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Give me coffee and nobody gets hurt
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Give me coffee and nobody gets hurt
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No longer svelte,
they've gotta punch new holes in the bible belt.
Don't let the ex-friend thing drag you and your boyfriend down, new year, new begining and new friends
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Give me coffee and nobody gets hurt
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No longer svelte,
they've gotta punch new holes in the bible belt.
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Give me coffee and nobody gets hurt
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Give me coffee and nobody gets hurt
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No longer svelte,
they've gotta punch new holes in the bible belt.
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