it's as if everything you see back in 1963, black
You're wearing every shade of down
Got neighbors lurking, no way
turn on the stereo or worse an awful fight a
wait. i can't breathe properly. this voice is a harness,
maybe we could fall down as hesitation, pick up the
roots rock reeks of collagen, full double wide & a
blending can be what you want sometimes
skyscrapers needs can bleed
ted the electrician came to fix your kitchen included in
i can't seem to rebound in the downtown that i
it's told, where you go, is not safe, is not
sound. i, taller than woman, bigger than sea, slipped on
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