skeleton me. skeleton you. is there only one in this
are you ready to jump well so am i are
i said to leave you're leaving don't go driving if
I've got a static aesthetic
Nihilistic prophetic
Everything is a goddamn
love is lost like polihed brass. like your youth it
if you promise me
you won't leave first
if you
start a fight with a cherry bomb friday night and
Like a tiger I know you have claws too big
i have the same dream everynight and in the end
there's a little bird he lives inside my head hold
if only i knew knowledge so keen to razor new
the corporation close down quit the gound and cut out
yes i know that you hit me it was a
show me the night is simple the sky tunrs purple
before i left we looked at hooks and lures in
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