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Surf In A Grey Car

Waves roll in, pounding surf Speeding along below the grey skies. Spewing shit, screaming screwed songs of sadistic “self-control” According to angry-woman, assessment of everything outweighs any enjoyment Waves roll in, pounding surf, Speeding along below the grey skies Red in the distance reflects the ranting repulsive requiem that redefines our ride Learning loses love and lacks life when you demand ludicrous lapses of logic like lectures, Busy-work, bad business that burns the brains of brilliant children. Breath in, breath out. Listen. Don't burn out. Let the waves wash over you Waves roll in, pounding surf. Speeding along below the grey skies. Only human. The sky is clearing, but in this car you become a demon. Only human, beneath grey skies. Waves roll in, pounding surf.
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david-lauer
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Jun 15, 2011
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