Death or glory

I get so bored Going nowhere...pissed off with life Don't need no girl to hold me... I only love my knife When it's night And I'm out on my own on the street There's murder on my mind I don't hate...

I've been photographing shooting stars Or maybe there's an angel caught off guard Slow motion notes are captured with my eyes... I'm giving up on hope you sold (yeah sold) These fairy tales are so...