MASSIVE FUCKING BANG! EAR-SPLITTING DEATHBOMB! ARROOOOOGAH! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG, WHEN

LOVE HAS CALLED!

Calling all units, 417A on the corner of Pottergate and Fishers, alcohol-related stab in the goolies with narcotics. Officer in need of assistance, I repeat, officer in need of assistance!

Oh, my dangly spheres, my poor, sodden darlings. My troubled orbs. My dangerous raisins.

We're talking into corners.
Finding ways to fill the vacuum.
And though our mouths are dry.
We talk in hope to hit on something new.
Tied to the railway track.
It's one way to revive but no way to relax.

We're just bored teenagers.
Looking for love,
Or should I say emotional rages.
Bored teenagers.
Seeing ourselves as strangers.

SLAM

IT

IN

THERE!

Slide it in there Sonny-J, squeeze it in there Son!

Posted By: tehwatch, Mar 10, 12:02:13