Over the mountain watching the watcher
Breaking the darkness, waking the grapevine
One inch of love is one inch of shadow
Love is the shadow that ripens the wine
I'm not feeling too great. Yesterday was another shitty day. I know it's all up to me, why the hell wont I just change things if I dont like them? I honestly dont even know.
I'm afraid of going insane. I dont get my feelings. This cant be fucking real. I'm fucking sick. I wanna get high before I find the scissors. I sound like some emo kid. Why wont you kill yourself? Why wont you kill yourself?
It's time for hypocrisy, thats why not, folks. And I feel like I'm raping Pink Floyd with these awful whinings. Pardon me, whoever you are, reading this... wait. There is no one.
Witness the man who raves at the wall
Making the shape of his questions to Heaven
Whether the sun will fall in the evening
Will he remember the lesson of giving?
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