I know you are alone. Crazily getting sucked inside that vortex. It's almost the state when you wake up after a turbulent dream. You fight cobwebs or a giant tree, and the insistent alarm clock tells you something has gone awry.
I know you are tempted sometimes, tempted to turn it around, sit inside the coupe of your stolen ship and not budge an inch.
I know you are tempted sometimes, tempted to turn it around, sit inside the coupe of your stolen ship and not budge an inch.
1 comment:
u knw vt kurt cobain would sing if he were a maladjusted little guy living in kolkata 2day?
-"no i dont have bike"
ha
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