domingo, 15 de janeiro de 2012

I'm moving!


I hope this happens very fast.
I'm going crazy here.
I really am.

I've got a pain in my sawdust



I've got a pain in my sawdust /
That's what's the matter with me /
Something is wrong with my little inside/
I'm just as sick as can be /
Don't let me faint, someone get me a fan /
Someone else run for the medicine man /
Ev'ryone hurry as fast as you can /
I've got a pain in my sawdust

sight

I'm sick.
I'm damaged.


I'm ok.
Then I'm angry,
Then I explode and cry.
Then I'm sad.
Then I'm numb.