Friday, September 25, 2009

Umm what you sayyy



Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only begun to fall,
Crop circles in the carpet.
Sinking, feeling.

Spin me round again,
and rub my eyes,
This cant be happening.
When busy streets,
a mess with people would stop to hold
their heads, heavy.

Hide and seek,
trains and sewing machines
Blood and tears
they were here first.

Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that you only meant well.
Well, of course you did.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's all for the best?
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's just what we need?
You decided this.
What you say?
What did you say?
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talks, newspaper words cut-out.
Speak no feeling, no I dont believe you.
You dont care a bit, you dont care a bit.


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