Little one, little one the sky is falling
Little girl, little girl why are you crying? Inside your restless sould you heart is dying.
[If only my pen could break this page in thousand pieces of dirty white and pure fog. I’d reinvent the art of war]
- Im not going home anymore, the kid replyed arrogant, showing a faintly smile.
-Then you can stay here with me, the teddybear said smily. The corner of your mind is not as save as you may believe, you know.
-Shut the hell up you stupid bitch!
-What? The kid asked with his eyes open wide, watching up to the down side of the table. It was dark.
Smell of alchool and shouts. More shouts. A sharp sound and a drop of blood made a little puddle near her shoes. At first, she fought that their reddish paint just went of the floor. Her little mind couldnt exactly realise what happened, but she knew it was something bad. Two steps back while holding the teddybear tight.Praying at him to save her for the last time.But he fell down just an unexpressive as her falling tears.
[Your soul is purging of love and razor blades the blood is surging] Runaway to your lost tranquility and hide of that lifeboat of deception.
[If only my pen could break this page in thousand pieces of dirty white and pure fog. I’d reinvent the art of war]
Run away down to the street and hide yourself silly and the embrace of a fluffy thing.
- Im not going home anymore, the kid replyed arrogant, showing a faintly smile.
-Then you can stay here with me, the teddybear said smily. The corner of your mind is not as save as you may believe, you know.
Little girl, little girl your life is calling
-Shut the hell up you stupid bitch!
-What? The kid asked with his eyes open wide, watching up to the down side of the table. It was dark.
Smell of alchool and shouts. More shouts. A sharp sound and a drop of blood made a little puddle near her shoes. At first, she fought that their reddish paint just went of the floor. Her little mind couldnt exactly realise what happened, but she knew it was something bad. Two steps back while holding the teddybear tight.Praying at him to save her for the last time.But he fell down just an unexpressive as her falling tears.
[Your soul is purging of love and razor blades the blood is surging] Runaway to your lost tranquility and hide of that lifeboat of deception.
Little girl, little girl you dirty liar.You're just a junkie preaching to the choir
7:00 AM News of the day! A man was found dead drown in its own blood with the door wide open. The neighboords say that he was an alchoolic so he probably comited sucide for feeling guilty, since some are suspecting he killed his wife ten years ago. Stil, there are a child’s traces of blood can’t be explained. We’ll keep you informed as soon as we’ll have more details.
The traces of blood always follow you home..like the mascara tears
[i need to make a cigarette's smoke dance on Muse's song.Resistance.No, im not proud about it.]
