did i tell you about this scrap metal hat i've been working on?
or that it's really been working on me?
every time i think i've got all the sharp edges licked there's some precious knick that's meant for my head
and trust me, it finds it's way there
why does blood poisoning have to feel so much like the flu?
where's the variety
or that it's really been working on me?
every time i think i've got all the sharp edges licked there's some precious knick that's meant for my head
and trust me, it finds it's way there
why does blood poisoning have to feel so much like the flu?
where's the variety