is a memory deletion operation, by laser
and when realistic people talk to me
i just turn on the tv
i know the stupidity in my defiance
infatuation with unhealthy perseverance
she's a like fight i may never win
like believing in a God i've never seen
so sometimes i feel like Thom York in his song "Creep"
whenever i walk pass her house at Street 3
the girl that stole broken souls,
an angel with a heart of gold.
--
soulja boy
death of Acid
