If you continuely throw
Glass at stone houses
The stone doesn't break
The glass gets tired

I’m so tired
But I can’t sleep
There are a million little things
That have decided to swarm my mind
All of the things are stressing me out
I just want to sleep right now
I’m so freakin’ tired

im so tired
of being everyone elses image
i want to be me
but who can accept that
even i cant

The sound you hear,
Is exclusively yours,
The uvula swings,
Wishing good night,
But remember my dear,
You got to repeat I fear...
When I yawn I turn deaf, I swear...

needed something to say before I go
and pass away for a few hours and ressurect the lover again

this ain't the time
to be slain by the tongued daggers from former friends
from the impressionable and the gullible
run, friend
to the warm nation I govern
where all is stable
and I fight on the daily
and maybe then you'll
see

You are the song of myself... That's why we resonate. But there is duality... Otherwise we're just ******* ourselves... We're the children of the Big Bang ... When you become the lightening rod for yourself, then we can *** together ... Forever ... Under the guise of J.H.Christ.... Why J.H.? Because there was a J.A., a J.B., a J.C. ... And this time, if we get it right, then we get to live forever zzz

Never get it right the infinite of eternity is hell ... God gave his only begotten son so the vampires would have something to feed on ... Puritanical is impure ... Perfection is flawed zzz eternal sleep... Vamps don't live forever, we do! U and I on the eye... Get to create heaven here on Hades .... in Walt Whitman's my self -->