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Category Archives: Lyric
There I was. Oops. Ya just missed it. There we go. Went? Have gone? And then he says, He says, “She said I was wrong.” Of course we were. And yet… There they were, We was? No. That’s stupid. What … Continue reading
Optimism, pragmatism, pessimism, fuck. Solipsism, nihilism, moralism, suck. A dick, a clit, You nitwit, Shit. Don’t you know? Of course you don’t. Is it so? Well…uh…no. The glass half something. I wasn’t there. Didn’t pour it. Didn’t deal it. I … Continue reading
Fuck you. I’m fed up with you. This song isn’t as good as it should be. It might be afraid of you. But fuck you anyway. And fuck this pussy song. It all feels wrong. This is a bunch of … Continue reading
So I love vaginas and I double love their owners…. So Pussy is out. And I love “the gays” and all their genius ways… So Faggot is out. But I still need a word. We all need a word… All us asshole, … Continue reading
Perhaps I should care, but I don’t. Perhaps I should ask questions, but i think i know the answers. Or. More precisely… Nope. Fuck You. You are wrong. You think too much. We will never “finish” a thought.
I am calm Calmer than you This glass has left my hand Again In the tree Part of the tree The glass didn’t really leave My hand Once a day Every day now Glass shatters against wall And yet Never … Continue reading