I clawed at fate
with fingernails...

I am a stranger
My eyes blaze with constant rage...

(I live each day,
eyes closed, blinded by...

This is the FULL title,, it was too long;
He's not a charmer, he just has nice hands. i bet...

I studies her eyes for
flaws of deception...

I always tried shooting for the moon
expecting some brilliant prize...

I once wrote a song
a gentle note upon the soft Italian shore...

Raping bones
licking...

Just so long as
there's an ocean...

Just so long as
there's an ocean...

And the windows
wouldn't open...

It's not as if he's handsome
or carved, as a god, from the finest wax...