quinta-feira, 20 de fevereiro de 2014


I feel there's a hole.
It keeps bleeding.
Everyday I try to feel it up...
Not sure anymore if there's a hole or if I'm the hole.

I feel there's a hole.
When I wake up someone reminds me of it...
Not sure if it's my hole or someone else's hole.

I know there's a hole.
People pretend it is not there...
It's a worldwide hole, I'm dragged to it.

I don't pretend there's not a hole.

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