Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi

I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love

I saw you standing there so fine In dress real nice with man that’s… I wish I could just say to you I’d love you more than he could do

If you think I’m gonna give up You don’t know shit about me I’m completely stubborn as fuck Ass ain’t got nothin’ on me

I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee

Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation

We ate from The Tree Of Knowledge of Good and Evil No higher steeple

I’m not the one That I should be I’m just the man You came to see Imperfect you

Somehow when I write It comes out in time Words seem to flow out In a catchy rhyme Things just sorta happen

One reason I know Our love is first rate, We don’t have to talk To communicate.

I was born for this Reflexes like a puss Even when I’m pissed

I lived today. I breathed. I moved. I was. I hope I helped.

I appreciate you Facilitating breakthroughs With love I didn’t know due This wretch without a clue

I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love