Memories are just where you laid them
You know sometimes thing move so fast that it is so disgusting to digest? Totally like constipation.Don't get any big ideas
They're not gonna happen
You paint yourself white
And fill up with noise
But there'll be something missing
Now that you've found it, it's gone
Now that you feel it, you don't
You've gone off the rails
So don't get any big ideas
They're not gonna happen
You'll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking
posted by koonann @ 12:01 AM
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