21 Merry Sliver

Apr 17, 2005 18:33

Got a sound of south lingering in my mouth. Diet the drinks or buy me one. I'm leavin' in the end. Wish I could give 77. Suites are all we have in this day and age. Give me light then turn the page. We going past the moon...Going strong till well past noon. Drowning boys and taking turns in the back seat. We Got all we need for the day, so come on liar and buy me a drink!

I love my new found freedom. So shall I be your slave?
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