With sudden fury, madness rang through the air just then a flock of glorious birds so free in bluest skies, flew by and we away with them Now gone from sight our earthly bodies, become winged spirits angels taking flight
Grab my waist Pop a pill Morals misplaced Another refill? Yes, please Sit on your lap? You’re such a tease Bridge the gap Your words are sticky But your tongue sweet A quickie In the back seat Hot box Exhale and repeat If the devil knocks Tell him I’m long gone
I don't know what I care about. What I don't care about. I'm taking a break from this paper, that I certainly don't care about, nor do I not care about. So this is it. These words on this paper. This is what stresses. How ******* stupid.