ONE OF MY TURNS
[ oh my god, what a fabulous room!
Are all these your guitars?
This place is bigger than our apartment.
Uh, could I have a drink of water?
Ya want some? huh?
Oh wow! look at this tub!
Wanna take a bath?
What’re you watching?
Hello?
Are you feeling ok? ]
Day after day,
Our love turns gray,
Like the skin on a dying man.
And night after night,
We pretend it’s all right,
But I have grown older,
And you have grown colder,
And nothing is very much fun, anymore.
And I can feel,
One of all my turns coming on.
I feel,
Cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.
Run to the bedroom,
In the suitcase on the left,
You’ll find my favorite axe.
Don’t look so frightened,
This is just a passing phase,
One of my bad days.
Would you like to watch tv?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate a silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly? -- would ya?
Would you like to see me try?
Ooohh. no!
Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it’s time I stopped?
Why are you running away?
Definitivamente otro de mis fotologs favoritos :D
The Wall.... la verdad que muy buen film! jeje, y la cancion me encanta
NEEEEEEEEXXXTTTTTTTT TIMEEEEEEEEEEEEE
FUUUUCKKKKKKKERRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!
Y se corta la mano y le sale mucha sangre
muy buena pelicula lo toca a uno tanto interiormente
en fin gracias por firmar
que la magia no se acabe
saludos
shine on!!
lean
buen fotolog,te agrego a f/f
un saludo