sábado, 3 de septiembre de 2011

WTF

I will shape myself into your pocket, do what you want... DO WHAT YOU WANT.
I will shrink and I will dissappear, I will slip into a groove and cut me off, and cut me off.
There's and empty space inside my heart where the weeds take root, so now, I set you free. I set you free.

Slowly we unfurl as lotus flowers, cause all I want is the moon upon a stick. Just to see what if, just to see what is. I can't kick the habit: just to feed your fast-balloning head... Listen to your heart!

We will shrink and then be quiet as mice, and while the cat is away, do what we want. DO WHAT WE WANT.

There's and empty space inside my heart where the weeds take root, so now, I set you free. I set you free.

Cause all I want is the moon upon a stick. Just to see what if, just to see what is.

The bird that's flown into my room.
Slowly we unfurl as lotus flowers, cause all I want is the moon upon a stick.
I dance around the pit, the darkness is beneath, I can’t kick the habit: just to feed your fast-ballooning head... Listen to your heart!

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