facts
facts
FACTS
FUCKS
chest.
drowning in my darkness.
which evidence
you want?
what you want?
chess.
playing by yourself.
dance,
even if you’re slave.
even if you’re not right.
as if you were alive.
chance
falling down
on the hood of hope’s car.
no progress,
no advance.
just keeping stock, stagnation,
glance,
but it’s like the glint of death's
smile.
dance,
as if you were alive.
just keep this moving.
as if you were Jagger or Michael Jackson.
take down stress.
I’m not alcoholic,
I’m just empty stance.