aggravated with myself.
"A sweaty-toothed madman
I close my eyes,
and this image floats beside me.
A sweaty-toothed madman with a stare that pounds my brain.
His hands reach out and choke me,
and all the time he's mumbling.
Mumbling truth, truth like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold.
You push it, stretch it, it will never be enough, you kick at it, beat it, it ( Read more... )
I close my eyes,
and this image floats beside me.
A sweaty-toothed madman with a stare that pounds my brain.
His hands reach out and choke me,
and all the time he's mumbling.
Mumbling truth, truth like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold.
You push it, stretch it, it will never be enough, you kick at it, beat it, it ( Read more... )
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