beaten distorted I feel beaten when I haven't won I feel ruined when I haven't lost I see no light I see no beggining My skin tells tales on me That I can't admit to My flesh bears the burden Of being with you I feel alone when I'm with you I feel beaten when I'm with you 000722 ... thea a song my father was playing last night. what was it? my name is luka, i live upstairs from you.. something about a door... yes i think you've seen me before. if you hear something late at night, some kind of trouble some kind of fight, just don't ask me how i am. just don't ask me how i am. just don't ask me how... 020821 what's it to you? who go blather from