Is this a book? Or just a lot of papers? Just a "Diary of a dope fiend"? May it be...
But today, I'm just the three-fingered bard, OK? How can I play my guitar now?
And, again, I ask you
Whay do you mean by FUCK YOU?
I feel I'm coming down.
There's a voice to be heard.
I can see no reason
That I love this so much.
Someone is trying to save me
But I submerge
Do you feel like I do?
I guess not.
Disse tanto que era mentira... e era mesmo...
Foi tamanha a minha descrença...
Pelo menos já poderia esperar...
Mas não esperei