Whisky and donuts,
mixed up to help my fall,
will be cool
Ashtrays and glasses,
the remanence of yesternight,
will be alright
Down
Now that the show has begun, bitterness,
its flavor of the months,
smooth as the sun,
offer with a blade of night
...
Skype and donuts,
the king of the universe,
begging for stillness,
Brothers and sisters,
will you forgive me?
Just
tell me we're done, and I will
render my thoughts,
out of control
We could be in love,
for a while,
a little thrill,
or let
the sugar drop, you know
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