Weird angle, weird angle, i see you not now, You hide in bad math, you hide there somehow, I drop through the roof tops of memories past, I zoom in on machines with side panels unfast. Oh good looking, good looking, its finally clear, Your face is a hiway, my destination is near. Oh clean radar screen, oh clean radar screen, No tank fumes for now, just a mall to clean. Oh unfastened, unfastened, Ill leave you alone, Your boss was a dragon, your kid was a clone. I told you this thinkin mans reef, Is better than pk, least thats my belief. Bob Dylan could have wrote this early, back then, We came in with the dust, blew out with the wind.
Posted on: Mon, 28 Oct 2013 02:54:12 +0000
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