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Obviousatonicnuncio
There's not really a name for we all. Have highly devoured the flesh of our ugly profit. Third right Christian right one of teen. Nobody's baby breath I have.
Old Familiar Way
Neither the flowers on the hill. or the moonlight on the sea. Have ever looked so blue. And everything looks new again. In that old familiar way. . The view from my room.
Obsidian Currents
You like to think that you can. Live beyond good and evil. Amputated from humanity. On some lifelong intellectual retreat. . Everything is conceptual and.
Nonpareil Of Favor
My lover, I've been donating. Time to review. All the misinterpretations. That define me and you. . I'm thinking about you. In my secret language. Because I know you're the only one.
Noir Blues To Tinnitus
The celebration has ended. And now no one will compare. I'll be searching for you in everyone. But you won't be there. No, you won't be there. No, you won't be there.
Nicki Lighthouse
Everybody does the same things. Everybody's the same. Everyone that is 'cept for my friend Nicki Lighthouse. She is from the jungle and has never rode a bike.
Neat Little Domestic Life
You clean the bathroom. and I do the dishes. I water the lawn. and you feed the fishes. What a neat little domestic life that we live. . You change the light bulb and I hold the ladder.
Nickee Coco And The Invisible Tree
Nickee Coco woke up early one Tuesday morning and decided to go for a walk in the tomato field behind her house. As she was walking along she saw a magnificently tall invisible tree and decided to climb up on it. She found the foliage covered branches so comfortable that she fell fast asleep. She was still asleep when nightfall came and her mother became frantic with worry. She ran from house to house asking everyone she saw if they had seen Nickee or knew where she was. Soon the whole town was aware of Nickee's disappearance and they immediately started the search..
My Friend Will Be Me
I wish I knew a man. Someone to steal me. from this sadness. I wish I knew a girl. Who'd run her fingers. through my hair and kiss me. Wish I didn't have to pretend.
My Favourite Christmas (in A Hundred Words Or Less)
Do you remember that one Christmas when we. Didn't think we'd be together.. We were almost seperated by the weather. But I ran through the snow. Right up to your window and smiled cause I.
My Favorite Boxer
Hector Ormano is my favorite boxer. He goes smasho and everyone cheers. He turns big men into whimpering cowards. He's so strong and how I adore him. .
Montreal Makes Me Sad Again
Nothing can save me. from the pain of you not loving me. It doesn't help me to complain. I just have to feel it until it goes away. It's so useless and it hurts just like it did before.
My Darling, I've Forgotten
I've lost, and don't remember what I saw in you. Your charms have become less charming. Your sweetness decreases everyday. My dear darling, I've forgotten what I saw in you..
Montreal
Montreal is. Where I began to feel inside. the gray sadness of winter.. When you told me that this isn't it,. And I drove away.. . Walking to the statue in the park,.
Monolithic Egress
Yeah no blood hunger palisades. I'm inside of the mirror. Oh I don't saw this, get on pick. It was so much louder now that we almost speak. . A silent messin' inside my mind.
Mingusings
Boy I wish you weren't such a paranoid actress. And I the assassinated candidate. I feel like an accidental species. Some mutant love-child, never meant to be.
Micro University
If you don't know what this song's about. Then you should go and see a doctor. . I look at you and I see microuniversity. . The graying cracks of post commital formal conversation.
Malefic Dowery
Love is not a debtor's prison. You don't have to serve a sentence. To pay back what you've been given. . Now I live in fear of your schizophrenic genius.
Little Viola Hidden In The Orchestra
Miniature woodwinds whistle underwater. while electric eels make the ocean warm in summer. Olives that were left on the sand become bathing beach bunnies.
Like Ashoka's Inferno Of Memory
Music started, I woke, I can't laugh at myself. If I get joke, somebody's paying attention. And I'm cooking well without a concrete oof. He ran you without a single intelligent word.
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