I am silently listening to the street waiting for the mail truck to deliver my new IPOD...
__________________ I am chaos. I am the substance from which your artists and scientists build rhythms. I am the spirit with which your children and clowns laugh in happy anarchy. I am chaos. I am alive, and I tell you that you are free.
If I was in this thread at about 7:50 this morning, I would have said, "some asshole hammering on the gutters of my apartment waking me up." But I wasn't here. And now I'm awake. So now it's O & A.
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Massive props to Highway for the above awesomeness!!
Soneone's always on my tracks
And in a dark room you'd see more than you think
I'm out of my place gotta get back
I sweated a lot you could feel the violence
I got shears pointed straight at my chest
And time moves slower when you count it
I'm better than them I think I'm the best
But I'd appear at midnight when the films close
'Cause I'm in a trance
And I sweat
I don't wanna dance
I wanna go home
I couldn't live in those peephole places
They might get to know my actions
I'd run away from toilets and feces
I'd run away to a non-date on the street
'Cause I'm in a trance
And I sweat
I don't wanna dance
I wanna go home
I feel trapped by mutual affection
And I don't know how to use freedom
I spend hours looking sideways
To the time when I was sixteen
'Cause I'm in a trance
And I sweat
I don't wanna dance
I wanna go home
I'm frightened
Amphetamine frightened
I go to the top of the street
I go to the bottom of the street
I look to the sky, my lips are dry
I'm frightened, frightened, frightened