I walk in time and places, catching light and faces,
but they never turn around, light hides them in surfaces.
Turn around and find a glory in this dark observatory,
where one placed all dreams- dog story.
Opti/pessimist, now it`s gone like summer mist.
The sound of heavy metal is softer as never before.
Eating roses with bloody zools, so crunchy.
Make me laugh, make me cry, I`m lost in myself, love myself,, with myself.
Gonna masturbate in the morning.
It`s just another love story. that never happened