JJ72 - October Swimmer
The dreams of dying mothers
I awoke my insides shuddered
The
grey coats of the infantry
Victims looking for sympathy
And the splash of october
swimmers
The cheers of helsinki winners
My barbed bones of futility
Leaking morrow of ability
And I don't need anyone
You don't need anyone
I want to be a happy boy
This means that you must employ my lies
When I want you
I don't need anyone
I want to be a happy boy
This means that you must employ my lies
And I don't need anyone
You don't need anyone
I want to be a happy boy
This means that you must employ my lies
When I want you
I don't need anyone
I don't need anyone
I don't need anyone