with broken arms,
a nasty note and a dead rat,
I carry with me
her suspension of disbelief
why can’t I be the genius
who solved the greatest
problems of his time
am I even beyond
metaphorical assistance
why must I be a paint brush
when we need a wrench
her arrival at the correct velocity
in order to perceive
has been cancelled, and filed away
this abstraction shall
repeat in sequence

Losowe piosenki:
YOU'LL MAKE IT THROUGH
Como Ves Tu
Shook Ones (Part II)
Lonely Tears in Chinatown
Bad For Good
The Philosophers Song
Long Title: Do I Have to Do This All Over Again?
Hot Boyz
Dejame Entrar