jueves, 26 de agosto de 2010

I don't mind the sun sometimes 
The images it shows 
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes 
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies 
You never know just how to look through other people's eyes.

Butthole Surfers - Electric Larryland

I wanna hide, wanna be unknown,
and if I can't decide, I get it on my own