Pip 1: Smokey Joe, you're calling at the station, "If I kill him, there a complication" I did not ask for this "Oh, but, love - yes you did"
Maybe it terrifies me, this quiet stage Maybe it terrifeis me.
Pip 2: It's too easy It's too easy To wish you harm It's too easy You through black ice At the bottom of the river
Pip 1: Smokey Joe, hey what's a revelation? "That one's past is not a destination It is a road for fools Who need empty approvals"
Pip 2: My dark twin The annihilating Feminine Does not need civilizing
Pip 1: Smokey Joe, hey can you pass me the pipe "You have been blessed now go be wise It is a coward who will say he's not afraid Of dying when clearly he is potently alive"
Pip 2: A songless robin, she became He stole me sister, Clitorides These silken rubber gloves Choking his vitriolic tongue
Pips 1 and 2: Smokey Joe is calling at the station Calling at the station |
|
Všechny texty jsou chráněny autorskými
právy jejich vlastníků a jsou poskytnuty pouze pro vzdělávací účely.
Pro více informací o autorovi tohoto textu navštivte
tyto stránky.