what's my belly to you-
burning like the last look down a hallway.each bristle fighting the
skin to prove its toughness
each sunbeam sizzles another one to peachfuzz.
we are rocking back and forth all over it.
my invitation is wasted on the waythe floorboards
creak
as the table gets leaned on- we feed on
its knuckles are ruining it for me, you are speechless.
i am speech
its tumbling outside
there is a rumbling
the big shook daddy is coming down
life's a popularity contest and
its all about poptunes\
hey hey
Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 11:34 PM UTC
what's my belly to you-
burning like the last look down a hallway.each bristle fighting the
skin to prove its toughness
each sunbeam sizzles another one to peachfuzz.
we are rocking back and forth all over it.
my invitation is wasted on the waythe floorboards
creak
as the table gets leaned on- we feed on
its knuckles are ruining it for me, you are speechless.
i am speech
its tumbling outside
there is a rumbling
the big shook daddy is coming down
life's a popularity contest and
its all about poptunes\
hey hey
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