Wednesday, September 28, 2005


I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.

I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you
just enough to bring you down.

Trust me. Trust me. Trust me.

Tool - Sober

Cursed is my touch, the very air around me
I am Midas, but with ash for gold
Smother in my embrace, burn in my passion

I adore, I envelop, I devour.. I lose

All that I touch, deeper than I should
Turn to ashes that crumble in my arms

And scatter over my leaden soul