you can't take the furniture,cut nothing in half, cause i don't know what we share
Probably is existed but was all erased at once a cold february day
i got no idea what takes me here, I mean there
i got no idea what you're talking about
i don't think you are actually talking
talking to me
I dont know why I need so much to talk to ghosts
I have so many living beings I could shout to/at
why do I need so much your non-attention ?
carelesspeoplearealwaysmoreinteresting, isn't it,
but it just makes me want to hurt them with anything I find on my way
words and bare hands
who the hell are you ?
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