a heptagon for you.
o kazak ne christopher
fuck grapefruit
araki
So here we are and here we bleed
To be a victim there’s no need
Having fun, I never fight
The devil inside controls my life
Too much love so little hate
The devil inside controls my fate
Oh, if only, if only
Oh, he wasn’t so lonely
He’d have someone to play with
Instead of bombing our neighbours
Daisy Bell.
Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do,
I’m half crazy all for the love of you.
It won’t be a stylish marriage -
I can’t afford a carriage,
But you’d look sweet upon the seat
Of a bicycle built for two.