fading
fast
everything
is here
crooning mod punk cunt.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
i wanna know
few mammals everyday
let's spell the words exactly
questions everyywhere always
writing a list of everything we see
there is a butterfly
dangling on the window
let's cruise out
in early october
honey in the sun
there is a darling
shining
somewhere
in the
sun
let's spell the words exactly
questions everyywhere always
writing a list of everything we see
there is a butterfly
dangling on the window
let's cruise out
in early october
honey in the sun
there is a darling
shining
somewhere
in the
sun
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
aloha hello
lets crawl around on this beautiful floor
until the succulent aroma dissapears
there is another side that is crazy
but you have to pull yourself through
we can cry a lot but we are still crying
let's whistle and create a brand new song
there is no place to lose our minds anymore
can anyone hear us at all, motherfucker.
until the succulent aroma dissapears
there is another side that is crazy
but you have to pull yourself through
we can cry a lot but we are still crying
let's whistle and create a brand new song
there is no place to lose our minds anymore
can anyone hear us at all, motherfucker.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
awkward and indestructible
we like to ride all night
and i know it sounds corny
when you're wounded in jazz
the sun burnt my skin so bad
that i had to take my shirt off in a friends apartment
to lube myself down with aloe juice
or something else
i can never remember
it's that stiff cigarette
staring down the club
with a hardcore solo
sax cutting through everything
even rookie mistakes
there are the dexter gordons
and there are the art blakeys
and that doesn't even mean anything
and i know it sounds corny
when you're wounded in jazz
the sun burnt my skin so bad
that i had to take my shirt off in a friends apartment
to lube myself down with aloe juice
or something else
i can never remember
it's that stiff cigarette
staring down the club
with a hardcore solo
sax cutting through everything
even rookie mistakes
there are the dexter gordons
and there are the art blakeys
and that doesn't even mean anything
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