I want to write a song
with every single word
yet not mean a thing.
In need of motivation
to crash with every culture.
I want my name on your list.
Give me history with no mystery
and evenings open for everyone to visit.
It feels so cold inside the deserts of the soul.
Keep me clean with all my stains
and let me loose.
Always keep for me an excuse
and keep in mind to feel.
I only steal to stay real.
credits
from Untitled 7",
track released February 11, 2012