fester fester fester, rot rot rot. (rant rant rant.)

Jul 25, 2005 14:31

don't need to be alone, no need to be alone

i've got extreme blues.



i don't know what else to
talk about
with you ,

dr. el-jay

i don't
know what
else to
talk with
you about

but i can't tell myself to leave

[damn, i'm broke. my feet hurt.]
and joe says he won't give me gas money.

i'm telling you you're coming to my party.

i really don't know what else to say

i guess it hardly matters anyway

so i should just go do some strummin and singin and work it all out the way it has to go, you know?
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