ink, blood & tears

easy is the descent into hell.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

i wear my sunglasses at night

so i can, so i can
watch you weave then breathe your story lines

i wear my sunglasses at night
so i can, so i can
keep track of the visions in my eyes

i wear my sunglasses at night
so i can, so i can
forget my name while you collect your claim

i wear my sunglasses at night
so i can, so i can
see the light that's right before my eyes
.

So uh, fuck that, I'm immune to this sort of thing, right?
Oh no, that's not really pain that you're feeling.
You just have an inkling that it could potentially be a less-than-pleasant emotion.
But I mean, who cares, right?
Not me, oh, no.
I'm unfuckingbreakable.

I'm really too tired.
Please don't let me care.