Liz Homola:
you should have spent less time here, and more with me.
Liz Homola:
wet paint.
Liz Homola:
you're bad and free.
Liz Homola:
pass.
Liz Homola:
just a flash and it's gone.
Liz Homola:
rusted bones.
Liz Homola:
a melancholy town where we never smile.
Liz Homola:
where do i go?
Liz Homola:
there's too many choices for me to choose the worst choice.
Liz Homola:
lacking direction.
Liz Homola:
somebody threw that brick and shattered all your plans.
Liz Homola:
it's eating me apart.
Liz Homola:
the need to know basis.
Liz Homola:
hemmed in by emptiness.
Liz Homola:
so far from everything i remember.
Liz Homola:
i'm trying so hard to go with the seasons.
Liz Homola:
undone.
Liz Homola:
sad eyes, quite Christian blood.
Liz Homola:
i lisp, i die.
Liz Homola:
i want to fade away, i want to disappear.
Liz Homola:
you shrug it off.
Liz Homola:
bite my lip and hold my tongue, because i know everything i think is worthless.
Liz Homola:
dead skin.
Liz Homola:
sad eyes cry crimson tears.
Liz Homola:
when skulls hit the ground.
Liz Homola:
tell me why.
Liz Homola:
i dont know anymore.
Liz Homola:
blow my mind.
Liz Homola:
everything has a beautiful soul except me.
Liz Homola:
when will i be free too?
