DIME...
...she's not really that interstellar...she seems to me like some dime on the street filled with lent of another debris to tie up my shoe strings and I'm not all about the cough that she spells out especially on the cruel day of "Sunday'...
...doesn't hear a word of what I'm saying because the world is too pretense for her to shout out the next line...I presume she had not studied her lines well enough to read me and so I paint of the colors of these walls egg-shell blue before she can even open up the curtains...
...never meant to spell out a world that meant mystery...just needed to fold another layer of green so eventually I could relax. Even without her: that dime went a long way...
...she's not really that interstellar...she seems to me like some dime on the street filled with lent of another debris to tie up my shoe strings and I'm not all about the cough that she spells out especially on the cruel day of "Sunday'...
...doesn't hear a word of what I'm saying because the world is too pretense for her to shout out the next line...I presume she had not studied her lines well enough to read me and so I paint of the colors of these walls egg-shell blue before she can even open up the curtains...
...never meant to spell out a world that meant mystery...just needed to fold another layer of green so eventually I could relax. Even without her: that dime went a long way...