[korolevamirra]

пришла домой полтора часа назад. не ужинала. и угадайте, чем я занимаюсь?
правильно, читаю гарридраки.
купила себе клевый разноцветный шарфик. а то совсем уже того, готичность зашкаливает.

написано в 3 утра, так что за английский не ручаюсь:
The Other Side Of The Moon

I want to take a kitchen knife
And go for a walk.
Two parts of me have come to life,
And in my head they talk.

To cut myself? That would be nice.
To kill myself? Someone?
Whatever voices might advise,
I bet it would be fun.

It's dark and quiet, when at night
My Gotham City sleeps.
There is no sound, there is no light -
Just secrets that it keeps.

ну, тут я попользовалась песенкой Miss Kittin слегка. для сравнения:
Miss Kittin - Rippin kittin Lyrics
Mommy, can I go out and kill tonight?
I feel, I feel like taking a life.
Please, I wanna seal the kitchen knife
and feel, feel like taking a life.

Rippin kittin kidding on the round (x2)

Daddy, can I go and haunt tonight
like you do on Sunday mornings.
Honey, give me a real gentle knife
to feel, feel like taking my life.

Rippin kittin kidding on the round (x4)

Mommy, can I go out and kill tonight?
I feel, I feel like taking a life.
Please, I wanna seal the kitchen knife
and feel, feel like taking a life.

Rippin kittin kidding on the round (x4)

Mommy, daddy, please let me go (x2)

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