pain (26)
cant sleep cant read
i'd cry for a week
the kind of drug a man would invent
crushing history
once hate is gone
pathetic figure
had i not also suffered
finally they tumble
ghost libraries
Silence equals deathÂ
supposed to be happy
one day
alive and sober
strength to remember, strength to forgetÂ
about the dark times
so shut up, Kyle
silence of our friends
permanente schrik
het interesserde niemand
onderdrukken
zuigende klei
slow kill
conformity
roses
