Ridiculous, now pity this
Thoughts, nits and shrapnelCaught in pills and capsulesAll built with gravel, written in shadowsA mind spinning off words jus' to kill its axisCharcoal of talent, twisted bits and fragmentsSkill has vanished, gotten lock, stock and sealed in casketsGutted, reeled and tampered, bleeding cancerousAnd I used to plead romantics, preaching answersGuess a new seed's plantedEvil and angryAnother lonely season home in lonely SwedenWere summer's bringin' smokepuffs breathingCouldn't enjoy my vacation in Oslo eitherTo all the hopeless people who's love lost reasonTo every girl without co-oped feelingsTo every corporate being:Emotions are cold and evil
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kändes som du lagt ner mer tid på rimmen än själva handlingen,allt man ser e typ rim utan "bra" sammanhang...hatar inte,det va ok,bättre än mycket annat här..ger dig bara ett tips, rimma,men låt inte rimmen ta över vad du försöker få ut...P's/Definit