(2010)
Dress up in your Sunday bestest Collared shirts and black dresses Break the bread pass the cup Drink the wine And get in touch
You were my first You were my last You were my worst You were my best Over you
I don’t wanna be a prime. Or as bitter as a lime Spending all my time alone I’d rather be a lemon So
Lover, Can you hear me? Lover, Can you see me? My vision is blurred.
February. February 7, 2011 at 2:23pm A parrot mug and a cookie mess you made it effortless
You And Collide And Intertwine
A boy who writes poetry is a boy i… A girl named folk leads to trouble When you run with the devil You gonna get burned Silly boy
Why is everyone so uptight While I try to right my wrongs Claiming I drum To the beat of my own song Is not life a sing along?
Everything I ever wanted seems to… I’ve hit the surface, yet I don’t… I’m a gonna, I’m a gonna, I’m a g… I’m a gonna, I’m a gonna, I’m a g… Order, order this court is now in…
There’s a man on the run A fugitive with a gun I thought I never see the day For this to cross into my county’s Lines
Alien abductions Cosmic combustions Sipping champagne With a super nova New World Order
Jezebel Oh Jezebel She lures me to her room. She casts her spell And boy I’m swooned,
You ooh ooh oooh Should know by now Should know by now That I eee I eee I eee Won’t stop
At eighteen I wasn’t your scene At nineteen I made you my queen Twenty, and time’s went on Twenty one, I decided to move on Twenty two, and I’m still not ove…
My creatve juices Are drained From my brain To my veins To my fingertips