text: As the air grows colder, and the leafs fall unto the earth. So does my heart in all of it's passions grow colder, and fall into the abyss. It's sinful for a man to show such soft skin,but i retort. If you've ever loved such a woman, the way i love her, surely your skin will also grow soft. For such love to truly touch yea,your skin must also grow soft. Soft for her smile to pierce into your soul, and soft enough for her godly aesthetics to drive your mind crazy. But i still stand alone, in the gutter, by streets of rotterdam. Drinking my cheap wine, while the streams of whiskey dry unto my chest, and my eyes face unto the heavens. What i want more at this moment in my life, is for the one above to take me. So you ask, what putteth me into such distress. My good friend, it is love off-course, but not just any kind of love. Un-requited love , the love that drives a man into psychosis.