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domingo, diciembre 14, 2008

Paraonia


Why does it feel like night today? Something in here’s not right today. Why am I so uptight today?Paranoia’s all I got left. I don’t know what stressed me first or how the pressure was fed, but I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head. It’s like a face that I hold inside, a face that awakes when I close my eyes, a face watches every time I lie, a face that laughs every time I fall and watches everything. So I know that when it’s time to sink or swim, that the face inside is here in me, right underneath my skin; It’s like I’m paranoid looking over my back, tt’s like a whirlwind inside of my head; it’s like I can’t stop what I’m hearing within, it’s like the face inside is right beneath my skin. I know I’ve got a face in me, points out all my mistakes to me. You’ve got a face on the inside too, your paranoia’s probably worse.

What if I'm the bad guy?

What if I'm the bad guy?

Bitches

Bitches



Viona Art


The Veronicas

All this time you were pretending

All this time you were pretending

I don't wanna wake up one day, and find out it's TOO late to do all the things I wanna do.

I don't wanna wake up one day, and find out it's TOO late to do all the things I wanna do.