domingo, septiembre 11, 2011

Wake up call
caught you in the morning with another one in my bed
don't you care about me anymore?
don't you care about me? I don't think so.
Six foot tall
came without a warning so I had to shoot him dead
he won't come around here anymore.
Come around here? 
I don't feel so bad.

[Ayer soñé algo asi.]