Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Home Made Wood Stoves For Tents For days without leaving my head

Against the wall Smash
glass Curse the music on the radio That The Neighbours play
Door slams, she turns her head Watches
Through the window as I
pulls away Funny how your racing brain drives you so mad
When you feel all the while
so numb Too old to Be clean, far too young to be broken Like an army


we come Cut back, left behind
I watched you self-destructing oh so Many Times
Shot down, eleven again Sitting in a chair
crying What am I going to do with my life?
Just learn to hide the way That you really feel
Never Let Them Know That You're scared But
Understand That You're Not the only special one
Watch us now, watch us real close

How we all dance w

Thursday, November 9, 2006

What Isrestless Leg Syndrome Ñé

Although it has been a few days I have to say / write: I love all those people who says hate Halloween because it is imported (we all know that it is no holiday, no way, of course) and blablabla number, then dress and celebrate (this applies to any other party and / or conclusion). Even those who hate having to exit and there you find them doing time until five o'clock to go home because if not very soon. Or those who hate so and so but still stay with him, thank him laugh so cool and stuff but not get anything in return. I mean, what I love is so rare these people out there going from normal releases, listen, do not leave you to think.

By the way:Yesterday I asked for an autograph. I have still not sure if I must put off or not. And on top of my throat still hurts ...