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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

More in Mosquitobytes Volume 14: Contemno Venum - 2010-2011

Servo Mihi Hic

Sub Lacesso

When you’re addicted
Your sense makes no sense at all
You feel deserted
Like there is no love at all
Reach out your hand to me
Then tell me to let go

There is no hope
Of getting through
There’s nowhere for you
Losing all hope
Can’t get to you
I’ve waited for too long
There’s no way
Through

I am affliction
Let me drag you down my hall
Take me like ecstasy
As you burn down your wall
I am the nicotine
That asks for more and more

In desperation
You turn to gods of yore
On bended knees you crawl
Just like a slavish whore
Until you hear me shout
I try to let you know

There is no hope
You can’t get through
I’m waiting for you
Read what I wrote
I’m hopeless too
Been waiting for so long
I just

Stay

Down

© 2011, Mosquitobyte
 

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