Sleep Collapse
Frequency Zero - Ruststorm I wake up with iron on my tongue, Clocks chewing bones in the waiting room air. Plastic faces glued to the storefront glass, Smiles stitched up with a polyester prayer. Neon lights drip into my eyes, Like acid rain on worn-out skin. Everybody’s selling pieces of their soul On credit lines wrapped up in sin. ... #rock #nirvana #silverchair #music #musica
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