Wednesday, October 28, 2009

black


I'm nothing but a rat, a drowning rat.Black.Black.
You like to carry my heart in a bag thats broken.You're asking when do I stop? When the bottle's empty.
Blacker than my mother's soul. Drunk enough to raise us all.
Drowning rat.Black.Black.So black you can't even grasp the fact.
Blacker than a beggar's soul. Rich enough to save us all.

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