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I sound my darth vader when I breathe..
Time
Don't say that it gets better We both know that it's not true Me and you, the curtain call fades A little chemistry today Climbing up the walls, up and away
I'm the gap between what I'd like to be and what others have made of me Please turn off the light, shut the door The bland colors that we mourn Staring up through the ceiling from the floor
Give me a garrote wire Give me a better man Praise him like flowers And help me understand Why part of me is broken Distorted with your form In loose fragments I've stored Dividing my mind, pure semaphore Don't say that it gets better We both know that it's not true And for you, the guillotine stops It's trapped in my throat Sad fact: I'll be gone before it drops
This promised place looks at once the same Just another stage to set the blame Please turn off the light, shield my eyes And I'll settle on my flight Floating up through the ceiling to the skies Give me a garrote wire Give me stronger hands Praise them like flowers And help me understand Why part of me is broken Distorted with your form In loose fragments I've stored Dividing my mind, pure semaphore Every song you sing is just a scream Pages ripped from the script, it seems Please turn off the light, go outside See the thorns have all but died I can't forgive your broken heart; I've tried
Give me a garrote wire Give me a better man Praise him like flowers And help me understand Why part of me is broken Distorted with your form In loose fragments I've stored Dividing my mind, pure semaphore I've had three days alone To all the days you stole Praise them like flowers Black and white in my soul Dark, oh how to disappear Distorted lights on the horizon My “one last cigarette” fatigue I won't forget what you've done for me
Lecho de muerte
A veces la muerte nos habla, para sacarnos de dudas y esas cosas. Pero, no teniendo ella una garganta propia, utiliza la tuya, tus cuerdas vocales para darte las respuesras. Justamente esas son las respuestas que suelen aterrarnos y q no sabemos de qué parte de nuestro cuerpo han salido
Gollum juice
Fill mug with hot water. I nuke it for a minute thirty but it doesn't matter as long as it's hot and potable Add 2-3 spoonfuls of honey Add lemon juice to taste Sprinkle ground ginger on top if that's what you're in to Stir Garnish with a cough drop Drink up and get back into bed. You need your rest. Make sure and drink lots of water! I'll make you some chicken soup.