I'm floating down a river. Oars freed from their holes long ago. Lying face up on the floor of my vessel. I marvel at the stars and feel my heart overflow.
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7am.... The garbage truck beeps as it backs up. And I start my day thinking about what I've thrown away. Could I push rewind?. The credits traverse signifying the end.
Damn, situation's new to me, why?. I see ahead afraid to be himself. I bet he'd to have a little. Encouragement from the opposite. Come that side of the floor, yes.
When I close my eyes... I can see for miles. There's comfort in my dark seat... and chaos in the aisles.. . These eyes are not your eyes. and these eyes are not the color that.
The evening began as a positive swaret. and my abode was 4-2-0 G.. But little did I know that in the very next apartment. there'd be trouble on the brew for me!.
I'd like to close my eyes, go numb. But there's a cold wind coming from. The top of the highest high rise today. It's not a breeze 'cuz it blows hard.
I'm home alone tonight. Full moon illuminates my room and sends my mind aflight. I think I was dreaming up some thoughts that were seemingly. Possible with you.
I'm home alone tonight. Full moon illuminates my room and sends my mind aflight. I think I was dreaming up some thoughts that were seemingly. Possible with you.
You took our lives away. To increase your self esteem. An underlie in the public eye. Your dubbed insane if and when you try to speak your mind. In your own way.
Is everything a baited hook?. And are there locks on all doors?. If you're looking for an open book. Look no further, I am yours. . We'll behave like animals.
Met my match today. Felt the blood rushing and mingling. A curious and enigmatic thing. Spiders in my dreams. Synchronicity weaves like a web. When you were meant to be a meal.
Solstice sun it sank beneath the line. And the commoners were drunken upon the hillside, yeah. Or so the story goes guess she followed along. So she could watch their games.
Who am I?. I am I. . Why can't I get it straight no?. Why can't I see it straight, yeah?. We can't let you. We can't let you go. . Why can't I get it straight no?.
Psychopsilocybin runnin' horny mother fucker. Trippin on his shoelace, searchin for the hairy sucker. He dont need no funny money, his love is all his power.
Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy?. Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore?. Maybe it's me but this line isn't going anywhere,.
To resist is to piss in the wind. Anyone who does will end up smelling. Knowing this, why do I defy?. Because my inner voice is yelling. There is a fist pressing against.
Will I ever get to, to where it is that I've been going?. Will I ever follow through with what I, with what I have planned.. I guess it's possible that I have been a bit distracted.
Do... you..., do you enjoy... your sight inside.... . Disconnect and let me drift until my upside down is right side in. Society must let the artist go to wander off into the nebula.
You could see me reaching. So why couldn't you have met me halfway. You could see me bleeding. But you could not put pressure on the wound.... . You only think about yourself.