From people when I go out. I like to talk to my hair, get inside their skin, get into their heads. I collect them as they fall.
"Where do you think you're going you skinny f****r?"
Yesterday a girl plucked a hair off my shoulder and I screamed at her to give it back. Filthy girlieses.. they're tricksy they is. They want my precious... precious...
"Where do you think you're going you skinny f****r?"
Yesterday a girl plucked a hair off my shoulder and I screamed at her to give it back. Filthy girlieses.. they're tricksy they is. They want my precious... precious...