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 Burnt out landscapes seeking the truth in the modern escape -
with fountains leaking mysterious habbits.
The legend has been put back in space... |
oooh yeah
that revolution
that generation
your generation, anyway. |
It seems to me hat everything i see is graphic
Robin, she is an artist
wihtought a muse
who shall be her muse?
art is the equivilant of l... |
 Sanctuary dust left from the mornings husk
Wheels rolling back into space,
The day fading away,
the night joining the rat race.
Purity struck... |
 I think of you, and wish it were the real thing
I dream of you, and dream of you; when;
I'm dreaming the wrong thing.
I sing;I sing about you,... |
 A mistresses garden
it lacks the lovers poison
that welts on river buds,
frozen in late November
before the time of youth has grown
like prosp... |
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So I'm at a Cafe, and I have the biggest urge to play with myself, and there's no reason why, and I cannot bring myself to think of one for the tim... |
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Sipping on christmas love
in a broken mug
I found it in the snow
with nowhere else to go
i thought i'd bring it home
and call it my own. |
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rocks and rocks and rocks
of sand
suntanning
on the rocky land
I lay
legs spread
willing
not spilling
but filling
my heart up
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THESE PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE PARANAS SWIM AROUND ME
WAITING...
TO EAT MY FEELINGS.
It doesn't intrigue me at all
the dawf heads seem to keep... |
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oooh yeah
that revolution
that generation
your generation, anyway. |
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Burnt out landscapes seeking the truth in the modern escape -
with fountains leaking mysterious habbits.
The legend has been put back in space... |
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Taken aback
along the fast track
take me for the ride
I missed it centuries ago
along the flow of dusks
works of wonders
flaying around me no... |
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we have those eggs,
it was practical
left early
it was practical.
Charlie,
you want this? |
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well fuck you, and fuck you
and i control this thing and that digital devined auto funtion record turntable constant tone amplipher...
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It seems to me hat everything i see is graphic
Robin, she is an artist
wihtought a muse
who shall be her muse?
art is the equivilant of l... |