I feel weepy
That house is creepy
Care less to be cowered
No time to sour
I hear a creaking sound
Under the cupboard hound
Is it a roach?
Or self hallucination that poaches?
I am alone
And my throne is blown
I want to hide and run
When the moon incarnates the sun
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 8:46 AM UTC
I feel weepy
That house is creepy
Care less to be cowered
No time to sour
I hear a creaking sound
Under the cupboard hound
Is it a roach?
Or self hallucination that poaches?
I am alone
And my throne is blown
I want to hide and run
When the moon incarnates the sun
The house in front of mine is just too scary