INTRO. Dream - spiralling up from the ground.. Fog - covering all your surround.. Squirrel grey is the colour of you,. But inside green and ebony hue..
This ain't a rhythm to make you sleep. This is an order to move your feet. A bolt of lightning like the shock of day. Well, everybody knows that's okay.
white privilege blues. my kingdom for a heartache. if summer is a test. then lets be consistent. white privilege keyrings. sold factotum. whatever that means.
have you ever been part of. a criminal conspiracy?. it really is incredible fun. once the boring paper work is done. a man could get used to it. have you ever had posters.
if twenty therapists want to tempt me with their tit-rings. they should know that i own a werewolf and the sense to use it. a dead body in the boot of a nova is the least of my problems.
stand and count the holidays or do their will unbidden. leave your stomach in your shoe i told you that you shouldn't. stick to cat and feral forms and maybe you'll be driven.
Sawan beeto jaye peeharwa... Mann mera ghabraaye.... Aiso gaye pardes piya tum... Chain hume nahi aa aaye.... . Mora saiyaan mo se bole na... Main laakh jatan kar haari....
how many farmers markets does it take to change a lightbulb?. (and will it reflect us?). how many christmases must we by in synthesis?. (and are damaged nations lush?).
Sawan beeto jaye piharwa. Sawan beeto jaye piharwa. . man mera ghabraye. man mera ghabraye. . aiso gaye pardes piya tum. aiso gaye pardes piya tum. . chein humein nahi ayi.
my pony trek has gone too far. i started in stoke and woke in myanmar. it must have been that second drink. i swear it was endless it turned into a fifteenth.
lindsay - i was talking to your father. and well, we think it's time that you moved out. the sense of entitlement is one thing, darling. but the truth is that life is too precious to be ruined.
For every grain of sugars here's a pound a salt. To melt away all the shit this country shoved down my throat. No I won't ever cave or curl nothing I do's my fault.
in a former life. he was prince paul's pekinese. spent all his days tearing the leather from lounge chairs. in a former life. he was queen anne's gigolo.
12 shades of gray. Every life this day. A single fraction. Of amazing. . Dreams I'd like to tell you. In songs of paradise. Well, the earth you knows right here.
was he socialised when he found an audience. and how will that influence dying in his thirties?. i saw him yesterday clogging up up existence. he almost denies himself with every other sentence.
What I felt, wasn't wrong. Use to be afraid. To be this close to you. 'Cause in my shadow I'm soothed. . And what it took. To make it through. You wouldn't believe me.
singing along on the grass parade. singing along cos you're worthless. if you're worthless and you're all alone. then the grass parade is priceless. no father would differ.
I tell you complicated girls. are complicated lovers. and mostly later they become. complicated mothers. . you say you love me, I don't care. 'cause you're love won't take me anywhere.
Tell you mother to have her vision examined. Tell your practitioner to practice famine. Children wearing suits hold briefcase family feuds. In juke box radio tunes, coming to a store near you.
I tell you complicated girls. Are complicated lovers. And mostly later they become. Complicated mothers. . You say, you love me, I don't care. 'Cause you're love won't take me anywhere.