I know I should have put a stop

I know I should have put a stop And don't turn it into a comma No, I'm not waiting for you back, exactly. And I'm not jealous of anyone at all And long ago my dreams turned into beads Wha...

Why this city?

Why this city? After all, you are no longer in it Why this cold and aching pain in the neck from the turns of my stupid head on the lonely side We became with each other on "You" Dispers...

And time drives you

And time drives you then with a whip, then with batogs and often drops to the ground and tramples with bare feet and breathes cold in the back and sweats at night And often...