because death is so close by I'm turning left seize to exist for a moment , feeling uneasy, little bit, like ever, nose bleeding ungodlike, ears bleeding I looking for a tissue, sleeve, back of my hand, index finger, spit It won't find me nor I not even smell of me nor my path
(I just asked are you disappointed at something since you seem to discard everything to move on without hesitation)
notes: About heavy metal and other parts of me, it is about dying and feeling very much feeling much, much like an animal looking at people filled with emotions like fright feeling the energy of young men and adoring it. They are not ashamed of anything nor turning anywhere feeling straight through anything
-How are you in bed?
-How am I? Meaning how do I perform? emh. Depends.
-on Your partner?
-Of course. And how well we know each other. And is it a performance or not. There are many little details.
– Well, how much I’m being paid the hornier I get.