Before Elfje i Just stood.
did not care what to do
I was confident

I made her laugh, saw her cry
made her mad, was too shy
I was imcompetent she said
she was right that i Knew
going down on her - I proved
to be impotent too
more die of heartbreak by her face
That made me this male discrace
Not less incompetent

Told her stories that made man wheep
but she called it a little weak
and it made me not less incompetent.


Posted by Mousse

Kapot en gebroken

Wanneer ik denk dat ik mijn ogen open
in lang gerekt licht
stalen buizen en ijzeren kettingen
gordijnen gaan open en dicht
hartslag, beweging en samentrekking
ik probeer wanhopig de stilte te horen.


Wanneer ik denk aan jou
open ik mijn ogen
verwachtend
dat jij naar me kijkt.