slowchancer

sky taupe, you're just a linger little darling ont he falsetto hopes of another man, sends his kisses away, smile.

and you can take off, just leave lonely nights alone (so good without you, sometimes) but here and there, just a solitary works it out okay and tries not to care---summer shakes you back, we're sitting in winter arms and cold wind is better than wings....have it or not we've got another way to spend the night desperate through phone lines and typed messages, put it on and try it out: hey my mind is seeming to go, seeming not to care, we just spit it out, all over we test the water, dip a few toes in and your eyes are wattering up, i know why...

2004-02-18 | 8:25 p.m.
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