End of rant without Pancakes.
Jase.


0240Coloured treasure chests, Full of numbers, and driveway pavers, Grey to the eye but silver to touch, Almost rainbow beyond the beaches, Liquid energy isnt a rainbow anymore, Its the cloud that produced us, You and me, Were like thunder,0240
In movements so deep people don't catch them, We know how to act in public, Hands shaking like someone will know, You still make me shiver, Like were numbers, 0240.


Red EyedPiano keys, Make me red eyed, Purity in its blackest form, Almost ivory, I wish I was ivory, So someone might play a tune on me, A simple tune, Not chorded, just a tune, A smiley tune, or a dark one, Depending on the stars and moon, What a funny thing you are love, Love makes me play tunes.Red Eyed


The Cigarette BluesTake a deep breath, Push it out through your flaring nostrils, Let it cool your blood flow to racing, Watch the glower as you take another drag, As embers light your way in the day time, Music stored on to many shelves lowers your self esteem, Tear drops fall in shades of mahogany varnish, Poison to the system, Lick your wounds and leave this place, Make yourself what you were born to be, And stop the cigarettes on the way.The Cigarette Blues


I've Heard It All BeforeAs wires bound your arms and legs, Have you ever felt the love? From things that cut and bleed alot, Like slaughtering a dove, A sign of peace, of white purity, Now left, with shallow wings, Things are here to make you cry, That's what you do a lot, How can you be happy, Your not worldly, Alienated, Ive heard it all before. I can't make you smile. Ive heard it all before.I've Heard It All Before
I watched you back
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-Britt
jafa.
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eat your words. i hope you choke.
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