the sick today
where to go nowhere to hide everywhere wise to leave it at that but no you go on dragging bunny dust across static tubes the dirty hairy rabbit blood soaking it all up from this furred game still kicking like crazy tongues never squeezed from the proper end but flicked like guts onto shores that flood the minute we drive away i give you five stars today baby they are the bullets of tomorrow that you can t leave behind by complaining about how that s just not right as if any of us make as opposed to follow and make fools of us all pretty now are we where do we go nowhere do we hide everywhere wise to leave it at that but no we go onsorry i'm sick today are you Written February 13th, 2002 © on Feb 13 2002 03:07 AM PST, Frederic Jacob Gutknecht IV 10 • 0
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"where to go..."