The dreams of dying mothers
I awoke, my insides shuddered
The grey coats of the infantry
Victims looking for sympathy
And splash of
October swimmers
The cheers of
Helsinki winners
My barbed bones of futility
Leaking marrow of ability
And I dont need anyone
You dont need anyone
I want to be a happy boy
This means that you must employ my lies
When I want you
I dont need anyone
I want to be a happy boy
This means that you must employ my lies
And I dont need anyone
You dont need anyone
I want to be a happy boy
This means that you must employ my lies
When I want you
And I dont need anyone
And I dont need anyone
And I dont need anyone
October swimmer