Please accept this receipt as my proof of purchase. I'm returning the Police 'cause they're not fit for purpose. My bike it was stolen I'd said who and where. The Police didn't bother It's like they don't care. Well they've sent me a summons because of non payment. Now it's four times the cost and a bike that I've lost.
I'll glue on a moustache and wear a **** hat. Eat sprinkled donuts, do **** all and get fat.
Romantic fuzz. In the aching void that washes through my brain. Incomprehensible feelings, that mess with my mind. ***** with my relationships. And drown out the clarity. If only I could pull it all together, and make out what the static buzzing is trying to tell me.
the gritty hum of my frantic mind tells me what to say