DESEASE
I don't know how my phone rings
'cause nobody's ever callin'
I got death tatooed on my skin ;
I'm "insane in my brain"
so i wanna end like Kurt Cobain
I can't remember how 2 smile
But i still know how 2 cry
CompleXe is a seed growin' well in my garden
& happinness is something that's been forgotten
In the cold land of the dead trees
Where attachment is a Desease.

dead tO thE woRld