To miss the taste of you in my mouth.
You taught me not to breath.
Its been four years since I sold my soul for your wisdom.
Tonight I'm burning the sheets where we lay.
Avoid touching other's mysteries.
Away the opposite man.
Acting the other, madly.
Ask to open my...
It's time to:
- get a job.
- really lose some sleep.
- stop smoking.
- wash my hair.
- start worrying about things that actually matter.
- save the money I have
The floods are still coming, and I'm losing a dear friend in the meantime.
Until we meet again, sweet Atom.
13 years ago
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