Tomorrow

I want to eat I`m sitting home
I call and service brings me all
I drive a car with black toned eyes
Human resistable glass is fine

I want to deny now that i feel:
To live in hands is my ex-dream
I sang a song long time ago-
Words lost their meaning in radio:
“Come on, come on, come on, come on!”

And you never put arms around me -
You are on other side of monitor
Now i can completely hug you -
Arms are big, my mobile – small
Everything is perfect but you
Everything is perfect but we’re not

I chat in net with girl from Hawaii,
Don`t know the name of neighbour guy
The understanding of making love
Is seekasexmachine.com

You`ll always be my favourite file
From these which are on my hard drive
I see your profile, read the blog,
Yeah, ten years gone from latest hug

No touch, no argue -
Is it a way to stop war?
Again I`ll kill my brother
When I`ll want to feel loved,
When I`ll want to feel loved


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