Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi

I gave a shit But you didn’t Next time around You’ll be the clown

I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely

Jeffrey is my friend Until it’s the end Always gonna be There if he needs me

She is the one I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want

I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free

I like your spots I like your dots The things that make you different You’re not like them Pure specimen

Would you wanna hang out some time To see if dreams maybe align Feels like our rhythms could be rh… And these voices might harmonize

Part of me Feels lonely Part of us Feels the love Part of you

Had a day that felt like two Glad to be at home with you Sight for sore eyes, love exude Now at peace since I smelled Moo

There’s a certain kind of type That always does it right Elicits smiles and tears In the space between your ears The only sort of religion

I lived today. I breathed. I moved. I was. I hope I helped.

I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want

It’s really hard to get inside My inner circle, past my spies But if you think it’s worth a try You just might find a paradise

Darkness envelops Veins of fire rend the abyss God’s awemazing works