IRC-Galleria

I drink everything, also tomorrow's machinations
I drink everything, so I would remember
The memory of what I choose
The reason is clear, I do not
The cause is lost fire
Return the memory of games

Fragmented, the pill, parquet and partaveisten
Bottles, I find myself in the shadows. Is it morning already?
Walls, upside down, the most enriched
If you view a single cent I could get
... maybe longer room to breathe inwards

Cry after
Cry after

On the table, a chair, face
In part, in some boxes
Messed up feet revolves psyche
I'm in pieces on the floor

Cry after
Rinse again

Cry
Cry
Cry
Cry

I drink everything, also tomorrow's machinations
I drink everything, so I would remember
The memory of what I choose
The reason is clear, I do not
The cause is lost fire
Return the memory of games

Excess blood alcohol
Innards just at the limits of
Crank up and kaadun again
Why rise, not a more stable base

Cry after
Cry after

Liquor and tar pit
Top swamp you do not help you anymore
Alcohol, only
I fight against the remaining fires

Cry after
Rinse again

Cry
Cry
Cry
Cry

I drink everything, also tomorrow's machinations
I drink everything, so I would remember
The memory of what I choose
The reason is clear, I do not
The cause is lost fire
Return the memory of games