Your thought forms beauty and beas… Your word produces joy and despair… Your movement brings life and deat… Your power creates your present.

I’d like to see Some more of you But only if You think that’s cool If you would want

I know we have a special bond Because we can’t help get along Find pleasure in the naughty songs And all the rights within our wron…

I’m such an ass You don’t even know Devoid of class No love to bestow I plant despair

You are eternal. Your essence will always exist. You will always be, You. Enjoy it!

My heart tells me That you’re no good I’m pretty sure That’s why I should I’ve never been

You’re nineteen You can choose who to be Nineteen Maybe fancy and free Nineteen

I’ve written things and said some… Wagged my tongue and tripped over… Flapped my gums 'til blue in the f… Never a clue how to win the race Huffed and puffed and circumstance…

Two is one One is none That’s the world we live in Relative Perspective

We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue

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

It feels like I’ve created a life Centered around mostly sacrifice And I don’t want to be your Jesus… So I’ll be the Devil Bass line to your treble

We were having the time of our liv… Two friends seeking joy We bonded over the basest things Doughnuts, kerosene, and Playboys