As soon as a scanner is forseen in my future, some personal drawings will surface. Some cool...some notsomuch. New lyrics. Happy-Valentines-Day. fool.

"With blood shot eyes I watch you sleeping
The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I called her name?
Would she hold me if she if she new my shame?

There’s always something different going wrong
The path I walk in the wrong direction
There’s always someone ******* hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better?"

The Poison