i never trust u lot and lot
sometimes u come here 4ever
4 minutes, 4 ages, 4 me u forbid
write poems to angels, go out from this level
unsound world of words
decompose of this summer
epithets and swearing become like a song
for this paltry people with dull absent banner
surrounded this shit i try to be stunner
all chemical elements are made of my soul
we attempt to forget this terrible fact
it is hard to fly in this town - it is cracked
u know - i'm good girl, i am nothing at all
i can't be more human
i love someone else
i pray
i shut up
i am vain any-case
