Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Travelling swallowing dramamine


Feeling spaced breathing out listerine


I’d said what I’d said that I’d tell ya


And that you’d killed the better part of me


If you could just milk it for everything


I’ve said what I’d said and you know what I mean


But I still can’t focus on anything


We kiss on the mouth but still cough down our sleeves


Travelling swallowing dramamine


Look at your face like you’re killed in a dream


And you think you’ve figured out everything


I think I know my geography pretty damn well


You say what you need so you’ll get more

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