Schhhhh, the games up, it's been rumbled, found out, dead and buried. Eight from twelve it went on but it can't breathe anymore, like strangers meeting in the dark, we've left each others life... For now. But where/what/why ? In the future ? I don't know, fuck it, I can't control what I see infront of me. But it's something drastic I need, a bit controversial(ness), somethins gotta happen, it better, only I can make it though. I need to feel more alive all over again ! So a few weeks and I can't work at it, try and breathe normally again, perhaps even meet another stranger in the rain ? Maybe it'll be the same one ?
I'll Be Talkin To Ya xxx
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