Adaptation, Products of our Environment thats where it is what makes us familiar different, unless
Sometimes amidst all the shit pile… around your feet, you can see beau… if your eyes are open When you feel like you can’t breat… another breath, you realize
Do you Want to Drive My teeth? 4 wheels
Amazing Lover My Lover So sweet Tasty So sexy
I feel so good love is in every form I get what I need always It’s a gift
I can’t sleep... you’ve seeped Inside me
What’s Real Are You Real
I could hear them they were down by the water they’d be coming for me soon
Who am I... But this old birdhouse Teetering Over the sea Waving around
Dancer, Dance under the pale lit moon To the aging familiar tune While daisies die
Thump, Thump How do Know this
I felt the hands of heaven Reached down and Put you into my arms I felt like that is where You are supposed to stay
She stood motionless Captured and cursed To be the devils mistress Screaming to be free Oh, but you may never be
2 sticks that couldn’t rub without a match my hearts empty
This wonderful feeling you’ve left me with I’m a stranger to this comfort Yet I miss you,