Apr 18, 2008

2008/04/17

 

liberally speak

politiks

in the wave

of sound

and dust

everyone has a place



give me time

and space

and reality

reserve control

lose control

tell me why



and 21

and 22

and 23

don't smoke

in my place

open your eyes



confusion

confidence

mind and trust

forget the dirt

heart and souls

are all fake



are all faked

on kayak

universe drifters

universal lies

give me love

give me shit



o,

shitty land



love over this

coincident burst

car crashes

raven

and oven

and I...



perfumes

glasses

cracked table

cigarettes

ash trays

lighters



light it up

late flight

late in the night

lonely Chicago

isolated Taipei

it's me



swing to harmony

or stay at home

jump

jump out the swamp

or jump in

I was so lost



blind eyes

blonde gal

how long

would you wait

for it

the reunion



wasteland

naughtyland

passports

permission

transmission

emission



so scared

of a sacred dance



if you go

take me there



God put out the light

assume the end

nobody knows

on my way

down there

the hell



baseball

basketball

volleyball

valley daisy

drunk on cum

isn't it good



now and ever

never say never

let's draw a line



I got to say

yea...

 

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