Monday, 22 June 2009

Words is all I got, man

Sometimes I put a video on. Like those cool Easybeats. Sometimes a picture. Just like Bobby Diamond. But, man, all I really got is words. Just my words. And I live or die by those words, even though they make me sick sometimes.

But there must be a way to break through the words. I know there is something beautiful on the other side. I'm reaching, but I cannot touch. The pain is fucking with my head. I want to transcend this shit, man. I want to go beyond.