you should always carry a knife with you
can't you see the garden is made out of screaming trees?
where is the ocean with the strawberry victims?
by now we should have seen them
we are pirates 


invasion in our own piracy

it rained like hell today
but i feel dry all the way
please to let me forget
forget who i am

don't you feel sometimes
that there's someone else there
that will finally match your heart
like a twin like a half lip
so we roam around and make stupid things
and settle our selfs with anything we find around
you know it's a lie, somewhere between the blinking and the sighing
i hate confessions
i hate because again it feels like lying
like showing off

we're supposed to evolve
we're supposed to evolve
we're supposed to evolve

damn it...

my mistake