M a y b e w o r d s

Why does everything have to be covered with drama
Everything from my baby
To my babys momma
Theres only one simple rule
For one simple fool
Who said that life isn’t cruel?
You have to act cool
When the drama police comes by
Wait for them to leave…
Then just *Sigh*
Hope for it all to die
Welcome a life
Peaceful and Beautiful
Like it always should be

Another day
Another sorrow
So sad
That today is not tomorrow

See you with your eyes
How hopeless it seems
Follow you like a shadow
Which has become brighter than yourself
Dirty feet
I’m used to it
I walk in your shoes
A spoiled couple
I get you
I remain

Nothing more wonderful than a Virgin
Until you unlock her
Making her available for the community
Destroying her immunity
Now she knows what she’s been missing
Now she wants a little more than just kissing
Now she can’t resist
The thoughts of a man’s body
Close to hers
Now she goes around with a condom in her purse

It’s almost midnight
It’s dark in our living room
Christmas flashes in a corner
With some gifts under it
The star on top of it
Isn’t really a star
More like a glittering wierd looking ball
It’s not even straight
I have not bothered to fix it
This way
It reminds me of me

You can not feel good
Unless the people around you feels good

Hero’s liability for a time horizon instead
Nothing
Owners with proper subsidiaries
Her only recourse
United States, he shall be head of unit physical setting
When he becomes involved
and at the margins of books collision
Response
Annual meeting had no sense
Billionaire young people most needed
The star again disappeared
lung pictures unfortunate
Provides a better view on how your body feels
However, save room

I know what I want
So I’m going to
Keep playing even if I get blisters on my fingers
I’ll talk about everything that goes bad
Just like all the singers
Need to be patient
Because everything lingers
Everyone will know who I are
The guy on the sidewalk
Playing the guitar
Waiting for one shot
To become a star
Until then
I’ll hide
Deep inside a bar…

I live in a world
Filled with depressed people
And junkies
The junkies aren’t depressed
Because of the drugs
The depressed are strong enough
To resist the drugs
But weak against everything else

On the way home from work
From training
From friends
Never let a woman walk in front of you
For the unknown woman
Fills herself
With rape thoughts
Takes up the phone
Starts a pretend conversation
Preparing the tear gas 
She starts to wrap herself in panic 
And you feel stupid 
Because you are just trying to take yourself home …