You don’t understand me
You think that this is peace
but it is intoxication.
Give me the horrific 60’s
Or even the traumatic 70’s
Back when people weren’t fully
zombified-
Back when there was still hope.
You don’t understand me
You think that this is peace
but it is intoxication.
Give me the horrific 60’s
Or even the traumatic 70’s
Back when people weren’t fully
zombified-
Back when there was still hope.
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 