WINE AND GATES
A Cup Of Coughing Marshmallows On Auto Dial
paste in my care
the left of nowhere, formed a dime
the terror for you, isn't hair...?
the buoyancy of the crime...?
pretty poison and the demand for curt choices
the tale to tell, in love we are more
the right side to life, the whole of a voice
say the strange, we found the for...
saint of a ditched ripe...
taken with the wine, the turn of torture into an ego
the try of a salty stare, to climb at why
we made the sugar a fate, in the work of old...
the take in the pride
of a poked toe and the nose it courts
was your fist worth its weight in snide
the fashion in service to careful...
time to talk to the truth
about a nickel in love with a crushed egg
the boat you chose, the monkey on the roof
is a saving wind to give the bone to beg
shame dwells like a tiger here
the thought of suicide for a proven lion
is a queerer time, in the lap of fear?
does, this make tears a pan to fry in...
epitaph, in the which of tomorrow
when is a washed miracle the target of tea to borrow
liberty in the wishes of a wisdom harrowed
the breath of sake, the breath of sorrow
the left of nowhere, formed a dime
the terror for you, isn't hair...?
the buoyancy of the crime...?
pretty poison and the demand for curt choices
the tale to tell, in love we are more
the right side to life, the whole of a voice
say the strange, we found the for...
saint of a ditched ripe...
taken with the wine, the turn of torture into an ego
the try of a salty stare, to climb at why
we made the sugar a fate, in the work of old...
the take in the pride
of a poked toe and the nose it courts
was your fist worth its weight in snide
the fashion in service to careful...
time to talk to the truth
about a nickel in love with a crushed egg
the boat you chose, the monkey on the roof
is a saving wind to give the bone to beg
shame dwells like a tiger here
the thought of suicide for a proven lion
is a queerer time, in the lap of fear?
does, this make tears a pan to fry in...
epitaph, in the which of tomorrow
when is a washed miracle the target of tea to borrow
liberty in the wishes of a wisdom harrowed
the breath of sake, the breath of sorrow
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A Cup Of Coughing Marshmallows On Auto Dial
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