Kategori: Street art

Breathing in fumes
Personal Jesus
I’ll be your operator baby
I’ll be fine. I’ll be waiting patiently.
The story of it all
I’ll make your heart smile
Subtleties that we are not aware of
Sometimes I stumble when my mind’s made up
With every thought and with every breath
A beating in my brain
Don’t say you’re happy. Out there without me.
Morality would frown upon. Decency look down upon.
Do you ever get that feeling
Speak and spell
I expect to find him laughing
Looks in need of sleep that doesn’t come
Everything counts in large amounts
From the top to the bottom and then
Don’t say you love me. It’s understood.
When the colours move appart
Someone who’ll help me see things in a different light
Staring down the barrel of a gun
I never agreed to be
For delivering the proof