
I have a dream, boys. Thieves with lightbulbs up their asses. Empty shoe boxes. Hurt people, still hopeful...
Came around nine or something… but what changed? been screaming for ninety damn years, who actually heard it?

Came around nine or something… but what changed? been screaming for ninety damn years, who actually heard it?

From one melody to a ridiculous audio-visual trip.

From one melody to a ridiculous audio-visual trip.

You really set out on the road… but now you’re rebuilding it from whatever survived in your memory

You really set out on the road… but now you’re rebuilding it from whatever survived in your memory

I slashed through my dreams like a madman with thick oil paint, man

I slashed through my dreams like a madman with thick oil paint, man
