I’d like to feel a beautiful flower against my skin. It’s funny how roses
The rain man painted a picture, but the picture he created was
I perish in the sand, as the ball rolls away. I have nothing in my hand, and nothing in my mouth. It’s a dark cloud,
It’s not the shining stars that you use to see the world around you. It’s not the pretty
These are the doors that let you step into my fist
Blue is in the corner, I can’t stop it from talking. It has a mind of it’s own, I hear it whisper in my ear. Pictures in the sky,
Don’t waste your juice box, Mr. Turtle. Turn around and face the
I’m in love with sad numbers that make rain drip down my round pumpkin.
Hell must think Jessica is sexy, because it’s attracted to her like a moth
A million mirrors go into making a warm cup of acid for a baby panda
A man sitting on a hill, gazing up at the stars, questioning if
If you leave, don’t come back to me. Don’t come back to me,
I like it when you French me, and take me away. It feels just like a dream, and yo… body makes me Gay. My face lights up like the sun, wh…
You might as well stay in bed, cause you don’t have a
Do you know what it’s like to be a sock on the floor? A pair of pants