I hate your music,
your sticks banging on the drums,
sounds of your fingers scratching the strings of the guitar,
sounds of your lips touching the microphone softly.
Spare me your begging serenade
Spare me your rhythmless sentences
Spare me your voiceless words
My thoughts
My mind
My screams
Your lies
Scream when I hear it,
cause to lose my mind,
thoughts waft through my head.
Your lies played by the band… more loudly than ever.
Learn to play and sing
Play my rhythm and I’ll listen
Remind me with words I’ve never heard
Remind me with sentences you’ve never said
Remind me with everything I’ve never known
But never remind me of what you’ve done…
Hmm... ik ben er niet echt tevreden over ofzo maar ik ben wel nieuwsgierig naar wat de mensen er hier van vinden...
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