Sunday, November 26, 2006
tonight i'm down for whatever
lately my creed's been striked,
slashed in, and torned apart.
lately you've been tantalizinly far.
it gets to my head,
i can't sleep at night.
and lately,
the stars they're mighty bright.
the sky they lay in doesn't seem to mind
i'd turn and run into your shining eyes.
just dying for that monochrome night. 
my pet snail. it likes me. R.I.P sample.