and on the edge of this beautiful world
i sit and wonder,
while you wander,
i’m dressed in lace and satins and i stutter,
while you just pass me by.
and this is harder
than everything i ever thought it could be,
with dreams forgotten,
memories forged,
all of the air comes out of me so rotten,
all that i am now is a god so scorched.
and the despair that fills my heart
will not delete itself,
nor will it let me start.
the earth if full of wonder and i wander.
just leave me be, this is becoming harder
for me to breathe and listen and surpass.
this life is sick,
this too shall pass.

It’s just so easy to be a misfit,
to try and befriend all of those ragdolls
that never end up on beautiful shelves.
You’ll have them all for your pretty selves.
And all of those misfits,
all of your ragdolls
will be there for you, no matter the holes,
no matter the tears and the spit and the blood,
cause what else would they do,
except be with you?
They’re so easy to fool,
so easy to love,
so easy to leave.
They’re so easy to break,
cause you’re so easy to fake
that all of those misfits
and all of those ragdolls
mean something to you.

Nuclear beasts form
inside me,
with hypotetical worms
that eat all of me,
and I cannot be bothered to try
the warmth,
and I cannot be bothered to try
at all.
All of the cells
that grow like cancers,
all of the wells
that swell like lasers,
all of the words that make no sense
and all of the times time felt so tense.
Let’s go back to the inocence.

Umeri mai mici decat povara de-a ma duce,
si poate plete prea lungi ca sa mai poat-ascunde,
zambete amare, taceri prea dulci,
dansuri salbatice in miez de noapte…
Dar cine mai stie, printre-atatea soapte?!
Umeri pierduti, poveri prea grele,
tu sa ma ierti ca n-am la mine decat ace si gunoaie,
tu sa ma ierti ca-n sufletul meu lacrimile curg siroaie.
Azi o sa tac, caci sper sa uit,
si o sa uit, sperand sa tac.
Nu stiu ce dracu sa mai fac,
abstract brotac.

forgive me, sinner, for I have fathered.
I was left behind, all bruised and battered,
but none of that mattered.
I’m hugging hurricanes,
I’m left with rights for people that are no longer here.