Sunday 22 March 2009

Voodoo

Everything is a mistake
I shouldn’t have left you in that lake
Ive lived 300 years
Ive faked all my tears
Every year was a dogs year
And now
Ive lost the will to chill
Ive lost the will to care
Chasing the hair of the dog
To here
Im the man who wasn’t there
Where did all the happy thoughts disappear?
Im to drunk to care
Ive been chasing a woman who don’t even appeal to me
Im barking up the wrong tree
Ive done unspeakable things to me
How can you learn anything
When you always use what you know
I love reality it just doesn’t show
I can solve a problem on the level
Where I was when it was born
I made my mind up: I don’t know, Im thorn
I wish I was more clever
Now rather than never
Im in love with a suggestion that
Don’t even appeal to me

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