A Cracked Smile and a Silent Shout
Launching the day with a headache is always a good way to start. Travelled through the distant sense instability. I knew this day and the day before was a mistake and not quite real. When did we turn this ugly?
Sounds like an aeroplane in my chest but it's all empty. Where did you go? Getting closer, running fast, out, out, out. Escape. Now drinking from the well of your mind. Mindless still, though all thoughts start to outgrow you. When did we turn this ugly?
While listening to the sound of your laughter I never thought I'd say this but you are indeed very boring. You don't justify the black and white letters on your tounge. Clarify this for me, when did we turn this ugly?
Blackened as the darkness falls over your face. We were supposed to connect the wires in positive directions. Dark red to dark red, innocent white to innocent white. Should you get to know me, don't repel me. Computerscreens intimidates me. The core of solitude lacks a state of reason. No one can be with me down there. In the scream I can not open my mouth to set free. Just tell me, when did we turn this ugly?
A cracked smile and a silent shout.
When did we turn this ugly?
/Sara Jansson
Sounds like an aeroplane in my chest but it's all empty. Where did you go? Getting closer, running fast, out, out, out. Escape. Now drinking from the well of your mind. Mindless still, though all thoughts start to outgrow you. When did we turn this ugly?
While listening to the sound of your laughter I never thought I'd say this but you are indeed very boring. You don't justify the black and white letters on your tounge. Clarify this for me, when did we turn this ugly?
Blackened as the darkness falls over your face. We were supposed to connect the wires in positive directions. Dark red to dark red, innocent white to innocent white. Should you get to know me, don't repel me. Computerscreens intimidates me. The core of solitude lacks a state of reason. No one can be with me down there. In the scream I can not open my mouth to set free. Just tell me, when did we turn this ugly?
A cracked smile and a silent shout.
When did we turn this ugly?
/Sara Jansson