manifest love absent of hindrance
desire strips me of direction
your mascara is running doll
bulletproof and tall as Jesus
brothers and sisters
desperation is a faithful friend of mine
he walketh
dear john
someday you're gonna be somebody
but not today
dear john
someday you'r
excuse my solecism
(but it's nothing unknown)
looking back
mistakes
We freebased the world like a challenger explosion.
And lit up
i believe in the power of self-help
i believe in the
if there is a God
then i want to know
come join us pigs on th butcher's block
where our divisions
26 years in an aborting world. Mother Earth in labor.
my heart is breaking in two
i'm never good enough
what is it worth when all my life's posessions are
looking out the corner of my eye
(silence was golden)
you're so crazy
just blame it on a synapse that's lazy
just
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