Comments about LaLa Joanne
Repititious thoughts on an overworked brain.
This constant empty feeling is making me insane.
Theres no beat.
He took what little of it was left.
Ate it, like the monster he is,
leaving nothing but the flesh.
I wish I could forget you.
Forget the loneliness.
Forget the pain.
But mostly I wish I could remember ME
I feel so far away.