YOUR CITIES ARE T-SHIRTS IN MY MIND all my lamps are real estate agents they open your antiques, u are not broken and i didnt come here on a snowy day a snowy day in your mind all my lamps are broken and a train is in the water and everyone is mean how my shutters forget it were in an ugly pencil drawing your elephant trains me he says i dont know where we are thank u, i matter and the kitchen sighs drink the ferocious but tired gold moon ill look for u because youre broken burn and hide the bible, in february i dont care if your bed is full of hair i needed your sea, your t-shirts are on fire with found footage, gold moon burns u, drink from a waterfall your t-shirts are cities in my mind syllable of nothing, dont touch me i didnt come here for u, u are cute online but your lamps are afraid of cities youre the bible and your mother is like a boat that builds fire, im not broken in your bed i google the darkness u drink beauty is when u have show stoppers youre mean and your t-shirts are late im not broken and im 15 i am the sound of u loosened because i know where we are im not broken in your mean t-shirts u like the sound of giraffe shutters youre underneath an ugly pencil drawing a postcard like a waterfall, i know where we are when your kitchen sighs
Posted on: Thu, 18 Sep 2014 19:46:05 +0000