Paranoia Wednesday April 25, 2007

I’m not going to lie to you, I woke up with a fairly infectious/intoxicated spring to my step this morning….

I had visions, I was in them,
I was looking into the mirror
To see a little bit clearer
The rottenness and evil in me
Fingertips have memories,
Mine can’t forget the curves of your body
And when I feel a bit naughty
I run it up the flagpole and see who salutes (But no one ever does)

I’m not sick, but I’m not well
and I’m so hot ‘cause I’m in hell
Been around the world and found
That only stupid people are breeding…

By friday this will make sense…I swear…


Categories: The-Humourous, The-Inane,

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