Melancholy streets
fill my mind,
deranged moments
are easy to find.
On the corner
of hate and desire,
faith desserts me,
I am on the wire.
Bequeath my soul,
spread my wings.
Extinguish the fires,
finally I am free.
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 2:06 PM UTC
Melancholy streets
fill my mind,
deranged moments
are easy to find.
On the corner
of hate and desire,
faith desserts me,
I am on the wire.
Bequeath my soul,
spread my wings.
Extinguish the fires,
finally I am free.
