Here it is; my body of work
Lately I've been showing off the other kind
Not that I'm complaining though
It has been such a long time
So what is going on inside my head?
Feeling fear, and doubt, and nervous
Pretty soon I'll start confusing you
Accidentally on purpose
With all this space around me
How can I feel like I need more?
"You should know that I'm nothing but a lousy,
Selfish, drunken man-whore."
These and other ways to leave your lover
Before the loving even starts
Paul Simon never wrote this tune
I've got that **** on lock
Burning bridges while they're being built
Such an unsubtle self-saboteur
Way to go there hot shot
What the hell did you do that for
Dec 27, 2013
Dec 27, 2013 at 1:59 AM UTC
Here it is; my body of work
Lately I've been showing off the other kind
Not that I'm complaining though
It has been such a long time
So what is going on inside my head?
Feeling fear, and doubt, and nervous
Pretty soon I'll start confusing you
Accidentally on purpose
With all this space around me
How can I feel like I need more?
"You should know that I'm nothing but a lousy,
Selfish, drunken man-whore."
These and other ways to leave your lover
Before the loving even starts
Paul Simon never wrote this tune
I've got that **** on lock
Burning bridges while they're being built
Such an unsubtle self-saboteur
Way to go there hot shot
What the hell did you do that for
1. Flamethrower
2. ******
3. Dynamite
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50. Words
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