town called malice

what's inside a girl

after spending the better half of this year in a funk.
shit, i'll tell you later.
this was my serious anthem.



i still find myself asking questions-
but i decided, i'd rather not involve myself with her flared jeans.
its a mad mad world, maybe thats to blame, maybe you are, maybe you should check yourself....
in to a mental institution, crazy, little, girl.

your sorry eyes; they cut through bones

i got all black and blue

so
how have you been?

how i need a hand to find, to feel

why are you
so far away from
me?

i need help and
you're way across the sea....

i wish

alone in kyoto

synchronicity

god!