the furniture in my head is loose again
this city is a misery factory
the city lies
the city lies underneath us
the city lies to us all
Business angels falling faster than the dollar
and giving Lucifer a run for his money
A memory of bliss...
Darkness falls three hours before expected, the sky
is confused and all the stars are still sleeping
Hell is stupid
Believe me like a guillotine
Sleeplessness becomes insomnia only when you realize
that you are still awake
Full moon, cold city
Dazzled by reflected starlight, we crawl
through the nameless streets
Quiet as snake sighs
and we die in our sleep,
crushed by the swift descent of heavy dreams
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