told myself I’ve caught the prettiest one on the beach the rocks were shaped like a crow dug a hole and watched water creep through on the bike home the water covered you
in the dark the suns still doing its job on the blue fuji that your grandfather bought I felt younger I felt great I felt no evil
swept the driveway twice grandaddy came home drove the volvo thru miss new jersey lane a foreclosure on a dead red mansion on the drive back home your mother sped into
brother from another planets still on in the living room of the jersey beach home in the breezeway in your this arm I felt no evil
I am lonely I am angry I am all evilTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
