So, we fall. By the weight of the wine. . My eye. It yearns. . Here comes the guardian of ease. Here comes the carriage of light. . Could I feel more?.
[SPOKEN INTRO]. danwritessins is my sugar daddy. . greetings inhabitants of planet earth. my name is danwritessins, what's yours?. now I got out of bed and came from my galaxy to be here tonight,.
JC got the disco lights‚. The strobe lights. The party lights. This is how it goes. . Somebody tell me where the party at. Where the place is live and the hot girls is at.
The slowest melodies coated me.. Soothing rhythms stoked the fire in my belly.. Music is the man that made a woman out of me.. The purest voices call to me, deafening as the cry of ten thousand babies..
Michee mee, esthero, and crew:. Uh ..uh turn me up. Wanna hear da music. Yeah. Wanna feel that vibe. Turn it up. Are we on the air?. Uh huh. Ya didn't hear?.
I can make you want me. I can make you think you need me too.... I can reassure you that all your lies you tell yourself are true.... . And if you won't let me go.
Stay awhile longer, sweet tongue of fur and feather.. There is a white breast. Waiting for you here,. Between the superheroes; and the electric blanket is warm..
I wanna be thin. I wanna be small. I wanna be pinned up high and studied on the wall. . I wanna be sold. I wanna be fit. I wanna be there.. . I wanna be hooked.
Brown Eyes and I were tired. We had walked and we had scrambled. Through the moors and through the briars. Through the endless blue meanders. In the blue August moon.
Up on a hill, as the day dissolves. With my pencil turning moments into line. High above in the violet sky. A silent silver plane - it draws a golden chain.
Words, but nothing clear. What channel are you on?. It's hard to hear.. You speak to the world. From such a feeble system;. So... far away.. . The thought, not falling.
Spider and i sit watching the sky. On a world without sound. We knit a web to catch one tiny fly. For our world without sound. We sleep in the mornings.
People come and go and forget to close the door. And they leave their stains and cigarette butts trampled on the floor. And when they do, remember me, remember me..
Woke up this morning desperation a.m.. What I've been saying won't say them again. My head's not empty, it's full with my brain. The thoughts I'm thinking.