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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