[Hello, My Treacherous Friend][open]
Sitting for lunch in a square in this town
(this town that I'm new to),
new fellow from my new town sat me down
and explained it to me:
how when I spin from him I spin from myself,
the center can double the speed of the crust.
Thank you, my treacherous friends.
I'm cringing for myself when I cringe for you.
Hello, my treacherous friends,
and thank you for joining me here tonight.
I brought you all here to discuss, as I must,
how grateful I am for your insights.
Axel had just about enough of this sneaking around shit for one day. He hadn't been this cautious of his whereabouts in months. Right now, all the man wanted to do was lay on the bed with his head hanging off of the end and drown himself in good music and chocolate donuts. He'd already finished off a few of the Belgian Chocolate bars. On his bare stomach sat an unopened box of donuts, the glossy cellophane window displaying the man's personal weakness.
His legs moved quietly, shifting against the sheets within their denim bounds. As Axel lost himself in band after band, song after song, he had shut his eyes to relax in the breeze of the open hotel room window and let his toes wiggle to the beat.
(this town that I'm new to),
new fellow from my new town sat me down
and explained it to me:
how when I spin from him I spin from myself,
the center can double the speed of the crust.
Thank you, my treacherous friends.
I'm cringing for myself when I cringe for you.
Hello, my treacherous friends,
and thank you for joining me here tonight.
I brought you all here to discuss, as I must,
how grateful I am for your insights.
Axel had just about enough of this sneaking around shit for one day. He hadn't been this cautious of his whereabouts in months. Right now, all the man wanted to do was lay on the bed with his head hanging off of the end and drown himself in good music and chocolate donuts. He'd already finished off a few of the Belgian Chocolate bars. On his bare stomach sat an unopened box of donuts, the glossy cellophane window displaying the man's personal weakness.
His legs moved quietly, shifting against the sheets within their denim bounds. As Axel lost himself in band after band, song after song, he had shut his eyes to relax in the breeze of the open hotel room window and let his toes wiggle to the beat.