Saturday, 15 May 2010

sunday wake up. give me a cigarette.

M's lyrics, bizarre yet verrrr intriguing.I fall asleep when they speak
Of all the calories they eat
All they say is na na na na na

Spilt the milk at breakfast
Hit me double hard
And I grinned at you softly
Because I'm a fucking wild card


I let go of my glass baloon.
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