“Spit”
Pull it a little bit tighter,
Hold on a little bit harder,
Stretch it out, wrap me up —
Please don’t listen,
Not to a single word.
Ignore me, sweetheart,
Love me, baby,
Spit and strike down all that sweet hatred.
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“0610” Hot days drown out the sound of distant distractions. Summer kissed skin and my lips on yours remains a memory, a faint noise in th... -
" Theodore " Lie down for me, sweetheart, I won't hurt you; undress for me, but please don't bleed. A sun-kissed azure, ...
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'Teenage Boy' The needle is dancing directly in the middle of the record. Headphones, tangled, plugged into the output jack -- dis...
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