Monday, June 1, 2009

I can't escape walking down these halls | Have to find a place where there are no walls

I must make art to be happy. I must, I must.

"Picture myself running like hell
Making my getaway.
The walls are caving in with no warning,
Should be sinking,
I gotta swim for it - I'm running out of air -
Break me out tonight
I wanna see the sun rising anywhere but here."

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