WINE AND GATES
Just Ignore And It Will Go ... Dates With The Devil
pepsi and onions
in the eye, for you to approve
the ply of sage in the gumption
is a herald of cold cuts on the hoot
error...
we detect the tell tale life of a liver
the fact is more than a morsel of embarrassed...
tis' the holiday of a quiet shiver
where did Jack Frost go?
the turn of a metal into the situation of flowers without a petal...
is a herald of natures to believe in, as if wool
we take the time to know, limits of silver and the hell of cyanide lethal
tin said hello one day
the throat of unction and the ache of neutrality to a thumb
the laugh of cultures of simplified poison in the tongue of stray...
we discover the now like a new drug, this much will cost you a comb
happy to see you cried a raven
for we are, the tools of love of Noah
that beach of treasures and history of saving
is a smile ever more than a light on the more of a lover?
with a cloud, the devil has his measure of good...
the turn of the weather, and the miles it took to live in a callous home
is worth the take of neither the same or the some of saints, like...
we heal, the total of since in the way, are you a can of time?
in the eye, for you to approve
the ply of sage in the gumption
is a herald of cold cuts on the hoot
error...
we detect the tell tale life of a liver
the fact is more than a morsel of embarrassed...
tis' the holiday of a quiet shiver
where did Jack Frost go?
the turn of a metal into the situation of flowers without a petal...
is a herald of natures to believe in, as if wool
we take the time to know, limits of silver and the hell of cyanide lethal
tin said hello one day
the throat of unction and the ache of neutrality to a thumb
the laugh of cultures of simplified poison in the tongue of stray...
we discover the now like a new drug, this much will cost you a comb
happy to see you cried a raven
for we are, the tools of love of Noah
that beach of treasures and history of saving
is a smile ever more than a light on the more of a lover?
with a cloud, the devil has his measure of good...
the turn of the weather, and the miles it took to live in a callous home
is worth the take of neither the same or the some of saints, like...
we heal, the total of since in the way, are you a can of time?
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Just Ignore And It Will Go ... Dates With The Devil
Just Ignore And It Will Go ... Dates With The Devil
