Bill-Seaweed

tell myself that i don't need that ask why and down the list i'd race list filled to validate i don't want this taste this taste is all but sweet now sweetness is why i came to beg i don't know what she said throw it all to waste escapes that i always rely on feed my moment escapes that i always rely sit and sigh ifall try to relieve and just buy on vanished moments espcaes that i always rely sit and sigh never thought that this could happen never thought i'd be this course and stained plans of mine to blame noticing the case this case is all but through now through trying to make sense of this stamp there's no sense for years it's relative to taste seems to be some fault in design and i used to not care at all now i understand your problems are mine now it hurts when i fall hung from a two-bit pole you played upon forgotten shame remember so vivid oh it's easy to trace retrace steos back from glory glory in my mouth and in my walk wasn't in my thoughts fear is now replaced