My Manic And I

Right, yep. If anyone has been offended by anything, anything so far this evening or even thought like, 'woah that was a bit rough' or whatever. Or if you're particularly religious, um you know, hearing twenty of the real monotheistic doctrines... You might want to pop out for about five minutes. This is a song about anal sex and god. It's called Ten Foot Cock and a Few Hundred Virgins.

just tell me what it takes

please just hold on, hold on to anything you have. whether it be those days where you wake feeling even slightly happy, the times you look in the mirror and think something of yourself, having the opportunity to venture world inside your neighbourhood, or getting an education. just cherish it, grasp onto it, hold it closely and whisper to it your undisclosed thoughts... just give your everything to the things that matter.

You could have your choice of man, but I could never love again because he's the only one for me.

Let's pretend we're still in love. I want to go dancing, bite your lips, become once more mesmerised by the small, ordinarily irrelevant things in life. You're the only one who let me achieve that, the only one who allowed me to see the bigger picture in life, to love not only you, but everyone and everything around me. From the cries of peckish babies, trickling water in the rivers surrounding the city, specks of dust that become noticeable in the mornings' first light through cracked windows, to the way you whisper "goodnight" as we drift off to sleep. I want to see and hear these things again, just once more.