crookedlines

well im glad to see at least some reads this stuff.
theres not to much new going on
we need a new bass player
maybe a new name
my beard is getting long
pretty long
its almost christmas
and i dont have enough money
i still need to finish my tattoo
and maybe get my ears pierced

so here it folds with nothing more but a bend
is it wrong shake the way i do?
to surround myself with stacks of papers
describing the way i can or cant feel?
fuck you and the horse you rode in on
put your hands palm to palm
and pray to whatever it is you believe in
his time has come, he will never leave
your legs give way, hold your breath
he speaks
grab on to every word, live your life through his
the time you spend you cant get back
let alone choose when
i feel sick, theres a few more
for you to never read again
this used to be our time, now misplaced
follow along on his coat tale
swing in his shadow
take in his words
hes much greater than me
love him, and the horse you rode in on

i just made that up..... ill call it "when she plays the shrew, am i not the lover?"
no clue what that is
you can put in your own break downs
the techie kind like...
dun.....
dun dun dun duuuuunnnnn
du du dun
dadun dun du
booowww wwoooowww ticky ticky do doo doooooo do do dooooo
dun du du dadun dun
dun dun dunnnnnnnnn
you know what i mean


ok