rehearse

this... this is our new song... just like the last one... A TOTAL W.A.S.T.E. OF TIME... my iron lung

nothing sounds right and i know it,s partly my fault, disappointment in the eyes, what else can i do? what can i do to balance every aspect of my life? and i may sound a little paranoid, but i think that the joke was on me... yeah, you know which kind it is... people like chasing me around... i, m getting a bit tired of it... sometimes i feel as if a dense black ball of black electricity was growing inside of me, and that ball starts to expand and spread beyond my corporal limits, wiping everything around me out, and when i,m alone, oh,god how fucking good it feels... now it,s your turn to decide whether i,m joking or not

they brought in the C.I.A the tanks and the whole marines to blow me away to blow me sky high