There's a thick layer of **** all in there air today.
Or is it just me?
A quiet lack of solitude in an empty room.
Or is it just me?
Cut outs of magazine smiles, pasted to angry faces.
Or is it just me?
I feel the need to be alone.
Who's coming with me?
Jan 3, 2012
Jan 3, 2012 at 8:03 AM UTC
There's a thick layer of **** all in there air today.
Or is it just me?
A quiet lack of solitude in an empty room.
Or is it just me?
Cut outs of magazine smiles, pasted to angry faces.
Or is it just me?
I feel the need to be alone.
Who's coming with me?
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