Sunday, 2 March 2008

Songs of frustration.

I've lost it. I just smashed the neck of my les paul over my bedside table. Thats a 400 pound guitar that I've just obliterated.

Because I couldnt find the picture.

I've found it now it'd slipped down the side of my matress.

Whats happening to me.

I need vodka. I'm shaking like fuck , out of breath and my face is tearstained.

If I lay here, If I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world? Forget what we're told, before we get too old. Show me a garden thats bursting into life.

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