"When you're walking downtownDo you wish I was thereDo you wish it was meWith the windows clear and the mannequins eyesDo they all look like mineYou know you couldI wish you wouldCome pick me upTake me outFuck me upSteal my recordsScrew all my friends behind my backWith a smile on your faceAnd then do it againI wish you would"
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Aesthetic Pleasure.
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