story of my life

Someday my pain, someday my pain
Will mark you
Harness your blame, harness your blame
And walk through

With the wild wolves around you
In the morning, I'll call you
Send it farther on

Solace my game, solace my game
It stars you
Swing wide your crane, swing wide your crane
And run me through

And the story's all over you
In the morning i'll call you
Can't you find a clue when your eyes are all painted Sinatra blue

What might have been lost -
Don't bother me

wild wolves

im frolicking through the flowers
with the sunlight above
im floating through like a feather
as light as can be.
im bursting with feeling
feelings good as can be.
this is love
im filled with it
as thinking of you

smirking

Its so..

it is so stimulating to rub your eyes when your high