Hey Lovey Dovey

Turning points... Turning points
So let's declare it as back (I'm pulling old tricks out of the hat)I've tied a knot to a never-ending thoughtComposure has become irrelevant; to hell with itI lie in a coma lost in the aromaI've become fond of the clock; the hands, the numbers... they're my flockYour blessings... have dropped like an erection forced down in correction of guilt and sorrow from the affection the turned my thinking cap on...So what the fuck is going on?All sanity is goneYeah... we used to run red lightsOh... if you could pick memories like a scab... I wished for harmony a got body bag(I can't keep up with this, go and find yourself another place to dine)There are several meanings to all of this, the bearing walls assist the minimizing heartsEmotions, emotions; I'm puzzledLetras de cancionesOnly in these mind-fuck dreams I'm humble but I awake only to stumble, stumbleI've tied a knot to a never-ending thoughtComposure has become irrelevant; to hell with itFour days from now is my 5 year anniversary with this never-ending curse you see?The purpose lurks form end to endAnd your blessings... have dropped like an erection forced down in correction of guilt and sorrow from the affection the turned my thinking cap on...So what the fuck is going on?All sanity is gone From Letras Mania