Vertebraille : Choke That Thief Called Dependence
Like death never content
Starve the old and feed the new and it's all your fault
Was there love once or have I forgotten her?
I have been sold into slavery
I try to drown my sorrows but the sorrow swims well
It's all your fault
Your fault
A lust for complete nothingness that lusts for more nothing
Motion without meaning action without function
Nothing will breed nothing
Autor(es): Norma Jean
