broken wings can't hold me down

Forget pain, let's try death this time. Slowly, we grow immune to pain. It's part and parcel of life.
"I'll give you everything and anything, if I could have your wings."

I'm too tired to fight, too tired to try anymore.


KKKKK ALCOHOL. Maybe it's time to find my old friends Sham, Ch(ad)(ishun) to go on a booze fest at Fort Canning. I'll get tipsy on the vodka first.

NO PAIN NO PAIN