Nestandarts (heishy) wrote 10. Novembris 2010, 21:41
Wondering how this life can be so intricate
There was a time when my word was filled with darkness. Then I stopped dreaming now. I'm supposed to fill it up with something.
I change shapes just to hide in this place. But I'm still an animal, I'm still an animal. Nobody knows but me when I slip, Yeah I slip, I'm still an animal.