drop the flood, I'm ready for the next welterweight
the weaker the swing the better I feel at night
like a two bedroom bottle with a wondrous view
the cusp of your hand cradles me to sleep
spiders and no future never scared me
your eyes and stern voice made me shake
We chased arguments like snitches and debtors
but I'm using the memories for kindle , you should do the same
work the corners, bleed for more men than me
I'm tired, I'm finding rude very comfortable to do
do you want the feeling intact and everything alright
find something useful to do while I find the truth
grooms aren't made, choices and toys are made
I'll locate the workshop and destroy the catty workers
like a gift horse coughing up verses of a prophet
one look will put you riding shotgun
spiders and no future never scared me
your eyes and stern voice made me shake
We chased arguments like snitches and debtors
but I'm using the memories for kindle , you should do the same
work the corners, bleed for more men than me
I'm tired, I'm finding rude very comfortable to do
do you want the feeling intact and everything alright
find something useful to do while I find the truth
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
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