Komik- Dreamin' of a right Christmas!
Tillägnad dem på Mariatorget och Klarabergs viadukten..
I can see christal clear in the mists of fear, as the wind blows-
Another swiftful year as I walk through empty streets of invisables-
Silence echoing along the sidewalks of eternity including scars-
Comfort of powder, as I make snow angels under a shootin’ star-
Between the walls of the City, were we all fight for the right "tool-shops"-
My reflection is no longer visable in neonlights and white roof tops-
No final destination, as I walk with no compass in unhappy anthems-
A final hesitation, before I question all of life’s so crappy answers…
I dedicate thoughts, to all of those who sleep under the bare night skies-
And I shake hands with you, and walk alongside those who feel likewise-
I spit in each and everyone of your hands who takes this lightly-
I’ll see right through you, so you know how it feels to be looked upon blindly!
Christmas, the time of thoughts and compassion but you wont beleive it-
To all of you who doesnt think of anything but presents, hope you’ll recieve shit-
I dedicate this to all forgotten souls who has not a wishlist to follow through-
May the north star forever shine on thee, and Merry Christmas to all of you!
God Jul! (även om det är tjugo dagar kvar)
I'm Superman! King fucking Kong! I can pick you up and throw you a million miles. I'm number one. Number fucking one. I'm number one. Number fucking one. Number one! Number one! Number one!
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