sparks will create fire. I see you're stoopid blind. I know you cannot see. . Prompted from my own self doubt. I need to hate them because they're strange. They never learn. I have plucked my own
fire. Oh, why can't you let me be?. Oh, I see you're stoopid blind. I know you cannot see Prompted by my own self doubt. I need to hate them because they're strange. They never learn. I have
Slightly drunk once again. All alone with my pen. I thought I'd write to you. How can I say, how I feel?. Falling down on a deal. This last night with you Is it the cold that makes me shake?. I
to tell you something. Youre missing that one final screw. Youre simply not in the pink my dear. To be honest you haven't got a clue. . Im going slightly mad. Im going slightly mad. It finally
