segunda-feira, 4 de janeiro de 1999

Lover boys

Releasing the anger

Causing pain and destruction

There’s a sign of danger

In the head of the lover…

On the way to feel

A demonstration of love

They love all to breathe,

Strange way to live…

Who they hint or kill

Means nothing to them

I wonder how they feel

They’re sick, yeah… them.

Can they face the mirror?

Can they dream at night?

Can they tell the difference

Between wrong and right?

“It’s not your problem”

That’s what you might say…

But didn’t occur to you

They turn things another way?

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