your mouth is like a funeral

Oct 13, 2005 22:39

I'm running out of air
theres a carnival in the graveyard tonight
with the clouds that fall with poison
And they fall on my skin making tiny holes
erasing my legacy
Nothings hurts
Nothings right
I am nothingTurning to the left ( Read more... )

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darkwithindeath October 14 2005, 20:14:11 UTC
good song

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