lurk - pedestrian
all tangled in orange
and if nothing rhymes with that then
let me vent all my new complaints
stop the tape looks like a wrap they say
no one heard anyway
is that my face?
i don’t recognize the distinction
that’s just some poor old fool
he’s been looking for his marbles they threw away
he’ll die soon anyway
like screaming curses at wind
death is noiseless
a shade of pale on your skin
death is noiseless
check for a fever then die by your receiver just praying that your signal comes in
be more exposed
like an awkward s_xual tension
that’s gazed in public view
til a foot cramp brings on the sudden death of you
sing the song i know you know the tune
like screaming curses at wind
death is noiseless
a shade of pale on your skin
death is noiseless
check for a fever then die by your receiver just praying that your signal comes in
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