my chemikiller pt 4

it’s as easy to imagine that we are th shadows of society

that form in th pain of

I want to go out tonight alone. miserable

fists, widow kiss, rise against, th stars turnd away

to look at you. strangers are so white & beautiful     ISM

                phantoms
                phields

                I want to go out tonight alone on th
                to look at you

in mascara rain, so depressd & so ded
following you in suburbia. did I ever tell you 

                I feel
                you

never let th welcome in. torn fashion face,
wet from rain

give me th strength to walk th stairs

to th children we’ll not have tonight                 never coming

coming home never coming home never coming home never ISM
home never coming home never coming home never coming ISM
never coming home never coming home never coming home ISM
coming home never coming home never coming home never ISM

why cant I scream