Tuesday, March 11, 2008
N°10, Nowhere road, I’m on the phone to candy, Saying how much I love the PoguesI’m drowning in your dreams being filmed in Super EightI don’t know what it means but I know it’s too lateI smoke the chalice in Wonderland with Alice, Ain’t trying to be the baddest, ain’t trying to kick no habits, Giant white rabbits in tall hats got my backAin’t nothing strange, life’s like that.I’m in a room full of one-eyed rhinos, albino ones singingGerman songs like Hino, but what do I know, I don’t knowAnything, I’m just here man waiting for you to let me in. I ain't hesitated for a week now,I'm feeling weak now, feeling like a freak now,I creep everywhere I goI keep my eyes closed when I'm crossing the road.I got Hollywood on my toothpaste, makes my teeth tasteAll neon like, kinda like Bowie singing changesI can’t pay the rent I’m no good with strangersI take the underground to get across town“Chauffeur” driven jag ok what the hellSitting in the back with my speak and spellYou’ve got me, you’re driving me insane, in the middleOf the night screaming out your nameIt was a game to you never a game to meNow you’re waiting to see what I’ll do next, but like a reflexI already know everything you saidLast night was just another test, just another wayFor you to mess with my headSo this is obsession, this lesson you’re keeping me guessingSo this is obsession
I WROTE AT 11:08 AM
