American musician
I want someone who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don't already know and make me laugh. I don't care what you look like, just turn me on. And if you can do that, I will follow you on bloody stumps through the snow. I will nibble your mukluks with my own teeth. I will do your windows. I will care about your feelings. Just have something in there.
One day, I stopped hating.
I ceased all meaningless activity.
I completed the circle. I
Set my sights straight. Like an
Arrow I flew. I stopped acting.
I got tired of playing with you.
Random violence and destruction
Because my reason for living, my out,
My excuse. What is your excuse?
Destruction.
Without hate, without fear,
Without judgement. I am no better
Than you. No-one knows this better
Than
I do. I just got tired of playing
Parlor Games.