rope before
i was skipping rope before
i was on the playground
bigger than the sea
count to nine
the letter of my true high
i was in the background
trigger dance with me
more more more more
and i never wanted anymore
and i'd swear it up and down the
Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Cores
my ribs are broken from the time i felt the sound
so it is lonesome seventh circle round and round
it beats a little slower little fainter now
it has no use it has no use it has no use oh
i am a territory to you
i am a territory to you
you do not want to hear a thing I say
she say just sleep on it and tell me if you feel the same
i don't want to be in this limbo anymore
i don't want to be in this limbo anymore
oh it is purgatory with you
oh it is purgatory with you
now like before i'm seeing ways of preservation
an open door to abandon some concentration
it would be soft it would be easy maybe something
it could be cross it could be sleazy shaky hunting
could be eternity with you
could be eternity with you
another nightcap
another day or two
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