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franky1952 Old Growth - Subscribe
they tell me i wont make it
they tell me to give up
i tell them that they fake it
i take this drug and live it

i'm in a room with reptiles
think i'm gonna fall asleep

"reptile child!"
i scream into obscurity
"run! run into the wild!"
well don't stop and turn around
dont stop until the old growth is down
your underside is pink and green
the last thing is what i want from you
FROM YOU
THE LAST THING
IS WHAT I WANT
FROM YOU! FROM you~

they tell me i wont make it
they tell me to give up
i tell them that they fake it
i take this drug and live it

i'm in a room with reptiles
think i'm gonna fall asleep
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Mood: unsafe

franky1952 Cavern Under The Atlantic Dec 27th, 2007 5:31:59 pm - Subscribe
please stop yelling
please stop telling me
that love does not exist
i know it does it does
i know love exists
love destroyed me
it destroyed us
washed our sand castle away
into the atlantic

my icy solitude
is where i go
in a cavern below the stars
its so cold, there's nothing you can do

please don't destroy me
please love, just stop it

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Mood: aloof

franky1952 Reason For The Killer Dec 31st, 2007 1:06:25 am - Subscribe

A pair of perfect hands

Neither sweating nor trembling

Crossed behind a smile,

A hidden, dangerous persona.

When you are most relaxed

I will, without any feeling,

Do the deed, never looking back.

At first you will feel

No pain, no pain.

In your enlarged pupils, it is like a dream.

The mistaken sense of happiness,

Is very warm, very embracing;

Perhaps you are even anticipating this

This is a life-destroying impulse

You don’t understand, I don’t understand

The reason that killers exist

Is because love is still an unknown future.


My feeling of relaxation wavers

When you are more than 300m away me.

Counting my heartbeat, I wait,

Discarding all thoughts

Locking in, in,

This beautiful tragedy.

This is love, this must be love,

But in the whole world doesn’t understand.

I feel an unbearable hunger;

I need you to fill the emptiness.

Locking in, in,

This beautiful tragedy.

This is love, this must be love,

Only you understand.
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Mood: moodless