Thursday, November 22, 2007

Red Lipstick Smear

Duration: 03:06 minutes
Upload Time: 2007-05-15 03:21:53
User: Bibbly53
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I rhyme to music I click. Just so happens I'm a clown. I have my own circus and sometimes I tape it. This is like a wrapper to my candy coated bullshit. You'll see I'm smiling. I enjoy my time. Deeply and sincerely. But really, I was watching A.U.M. A meaningless anagram to a warehouseman file. It had someones disemboweled from the ceiling. Bathrooms with someone in the bathtub pupping someone who wasn't moving. A movie made by people trying to make money to buy drugs I'd say. But it was cool. Even saw meat in the sink. I strongly dislike Steven Spielberg. Why? Jurassic Park and E.T. (My Lyrics - A Bunch of Diamonds for One Dozen Dimes) Poetic justice is trust less, unrelenting and baseless. Let's face it this is a cut you can't hide with bracelets, pull yourself off the knife and take a break from it. Icings dripping off of everything, my sugar coated nightmare is coming down, it's cracking, I'm not feeling so well and I can't stop shaking. I forgot my name when I walked out, I started to remember, it took a lot of time just to give up. Feeling like I've bled some sort of stain, stopped to think of what to gain, stopped to listen to the whistle of the thistles in my brain. Goodnight despite the lack of goodness. I'll be the first awake to tap you out. Surprised? I super glued your thighs when you slept. In I crept, now there's no room for regrets. I have so much love I should buy some pets. Not pests but things to love like friends as gifts. Have a kitten and piece of mind, when it dies yes you will cry, but from these tears and feelings please take in stride, your unpleasantness was not in mind. It just happens every time. unstated - Hold love unloosened, all life dies. Trust in THIS." The song is; Loud Pipes - By RATATAT You can find them here: http://www.myspace.com/ratatatmusic Some day I want to rebuild my own house. On repurchased property out of ice and swiss cakes. See, I'm a dreamer. I fall asleep thinking and wake up wondering why Jack white finally told me he was psychic. Record. I meant record.

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