Current Residence: New Jersey
Favourite genre of music: All
Favourite photographer: Dom
Favourite style of art: Photography
Operating System: Linux
MP3 player of choice: Sandisk Sansa
Shell of choice: Bash
Personal Quote: Veritas Vos Liberabis
Some nights It's time to be picking up the piecesYeah, I find it hard to hold conversations.Some nights It's time to be picking up the pieces by likwidoxigen
I get sweaty sick and I wanna walk away.
No, it's not you, it's strictly me in this situation.
Perfecting how to put a game face on.
But, I'm wondering will it ever go away...just go away, still.
What do I stand for? Oh what do I stand for? Most nights, I don't know....
It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger, but then,
I'll admit, I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am?
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you
Hate me in ways, yeah. ways hard to swallow
Way up north I took my day
All in all was a pretty nice day
And I put the hood right back where
You could taste heaven perfectly
Feel out the summer breeze
Didn't know when we'd be back
And I, I don't, didn't think
We'd end up like, like this
All I want to do is hide
But I can't stop myself from staring
I'm feelin' paralysed
How long will I be picking up pieces?
Sometimes I feel like weeping