Sunday, June 9, 2013

give me some of your bourgeoisie minute
now cmon
im not well
easy on me

pour some wine
there's no shield, i don't cower
i deserve red now and again
dont we all

an archetypal cigarette is a formality
im not well
just need good company
but their eyes beat one easily

we're not well
or am i crazy
two thousand thirteen
a weird time to consider strangers' eyes

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