See dead pixels
As I smell smoke
Through the lens of a long black coat
Onto thin wrists, sun fights
Into the room, line by line
I'm
A little frank
A little frank
A little frank
Angry youth or
A bitter man
Just to know that you understand
Nights are long without you friend
Back on the firs, once again
I'm
A little frank
A little frank
A little frank
Flesh from bone
An oversight
Help postponed
Life alights
A little frank
A little frank
A little frank