of quite peculiar On a dish of my own A tablespoon of feather tickle me to the bone Give me recipes for happy with the chemicals gone Drinking
treading for my life believe me (How can I keep up this breathing) Not knowing how to think I scream aloud, begin to sink My legs and arms are broken down With
Tomorrow I'm gonna find a way to die I'm living only for a lover And the death of you and I But if you find a way to break my back With needles, thread