.shut the hell up.and listen.

[Guillaume J. Devereux]

Midnight


Last night I took my pills,
And went to sleep, honey.
You don't even know how it feels,
When you're an artist without money.

But don't cry, my darling,
I don't want your fake tears.
I'm sick of false preocupations swirling
'Cause tonight I'll face my fears.

My biggest fear is of the dark,
The moarning monsters're in my head,
Though they don't hurt, they leave a mark,
But I don't want you to be dead.

My darling, why don't you come and play
Me and my monsters won't kill you
My world is hopeless and too grey,
As long as your eyes are sky-blue.



La primele 2 strofe am avut influenta Nirvana, la celelalte 2...hmm...
Poezie fara profunzime X_X