http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LnKL1FzZ4kg It’s dark here… We meet…become a set; we are us~ Dance with our shadow~ …all we can do, Is paint our face. 3think
The grey current slowly brings us towards/away from the darkness.
I like spending time with you. We are friends. We will always be friends.
Delilah: Trying not to through yourself against the wall?
3think: It’s not a good idea.
Delilah: I know, that’s why we do it for fun.
3think: Hello Delilah,..haven’t seen you in a while.
This is where my soul dances. I dream rain drops of razors that cut away at my clothing, my flesh. Like a dance club in the rain, my sweat is red.
This is what i do for fun, torture my soul.
It’s like a fall…
It’s like a dream.
I am nothing. (shut the fuck up, play the real game.)
I hate myself.
Laugh at me, laugh at me, laugh at me.
Because it’s so beautiful.