K is for...

So you came like a missile Falling on my head With a black sky You think you're giving.. But you're taking my life away Then you came with your breezeblocks Smashing up my face like a bus-stop You think you're giving.. But you're taking my life away Like the drunk you convinced was sober You keep me falling over You think you're giving.. But you're taking my life away With your best of intentions You try to give an ocean directions You think you're giving.. But you're taking my life away So you came like a missle Leaving me the whole world in exile You think you're giving.. But you're taking my life away Like the drunk you convinced was sober You keep me falling over You think you're getting.. But you're taking my life away You think you're giving.. But you're taking my life away

Souvent, j'(ai) rêvé d'une clown flou se noyant sans même se débattre. Seuls les enfants sages étaient attristés par cette perte.

First opus online soon...