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Hooflip May 2014
By the sun and moon,
I swear
That I love you.

Golden Claws
Separate the sky
Laughing Animals
You and I

Flow with the moment
Feel the pull of our auras,
Poet
I sent you warmth in the postage
Preview
Lochs of our love
We'll be swimming in
See through

Bring me love
Bring me love, All your love
Bring me,
Bring me love.

By the starry sky
I swear,
You and I will never die.

Flow with the moment
Feel the pull of our auras,
Poet
I sent you warmth in the postage
Preview
Lochs of our love
We'll be swimming in
See through

Bring me love
Bring me love, All your love
Bring me,
Bring me love.
https://soundcloud.com/thehumbleloud
Hooflip Mar 2014
I got crust upon my lungs
But you can’t hear it when I strum
no you can’t hear it at all

I got dust upon my eyelashes
But you can’t see it when I kiss
no you can’t see it at all

My tire tread is all worn down
You can feel it when I turn around
yeah you can feel it when i slow down

My silly seatbelt forgets to click
Gears taught me that when they started to stick
Oh, I had to learn how to shift

oh, well
I won’t give
Oh, well
into you I wish
Listen to the song here c:
https://soundcloud.com/thehumbleloud/oh-well-hooflip
Hooflip Mar 2014
Every morning
To the same ****** existence
Makes that eternal rest
Sound so appealing
Hooflip Mar 2014
Drugs are a tool,
Use them.
The only reason you think otherwise is because you’ve seen tragedy linked to drugs.
You’ve seen all the innovations from drugs too,
Just without their respective creators and their stories linked to them.
Not everything that is good was made on drugs,
And not everything bad happened because of drugs.
All I’m saying is the bad things that happened because of drugs, happened because the drug’s user let the drug use them.
Ya see?
They aren’t a tool to be used by the hands,
They’re a tool to help make use of the hands.
It all depends upon the mind that channels them through.
They can lead to empires, ruins, or both,
You’ve just got to be able to recognize what’s coming to you.
Just a few of my thoughts on the subject,
I could go on for days...
or atleast until the drugs wear off xD
ahhhh, a joke.
Hooflip Mar 2014
Your night,
Fueled by the throbbing bass
My night,
Fueled by your melting face
and I realize the only difference is the inferences.

The Kitchen sink,
stained with *****,
decorated in broken bottles.
Empty spaces extinct by strange faces,
some of them had cartoon eyes and
for the first time in my life I felt my shoulders needed to breathe.

Together we all broke the floor.
The laughter right after let you know
what kind of house this was.

"Hey, I'm Shane, whats you're name?"
"I don't have a name"
and she walked away,
Nameless,
but we both know more then we did before.

The constant pulse
made every second the first
until the red and blue lights
came to save the neighbors nights sleep.
Strange Raves are lame on acid.
Hooflip Mar 2014
All this hot water's just a cold,
Waiting to happen.
And all them words spoke's just notes,
Under the mattress.

You gonna come back
Move forward with me
Wait, step patient my two lonely feet
Into the cold water turning lukewarm,
It's just waiting to happen
Optional notes are optional
Hooflip Mar 2014
Dreary morning
Morphine drip makes it taste better and
there’s no room left for breakfast.
I traded in bacon and eggs for nicotine and coffee stains long ago.
Or so it seems.
I don’t want any syrup,
She makes it all sweet enough.
Sure they can keep me alive,
But they can’t **** me like she can.
I’d rather die alive tonight than live to death in depths of debt’s regret.
Besides, I know I’ll wake up tomorrow morning
And she’ll be gone if tonight was good enough.
Unless I don’t know,
But,
What I don’t know can’t hurt me…
Right?
The weather told me to.
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