Who knows you well

Having fun

It's a song and I know what to say

work in progress

going to be buzzy

don't be fooled by the pastel appearance of the underlying color base

Red red

I needed somewhere to hang my head

Without your noose

I JUST ORDERED 4 LENSES.

When the wind starts to shift

With some ideal ideaology

Everything's not lost

The story of a ship
Who sailed around the world and found
That nothing else exists
Beyond his own two sails and wooden shell
And what is held within
All else is sure to pass
We clutch and grasp
And debate what's truly permanent

With my third eye

The roof is on fire

this is the set, in printed reality.

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this is my hair, in iso reality.

So haunting every time

Fate fell short this time

Outlast my ambition to go home

I'm not insane

the villainous gaz

Silence

I can show you

When the rain comes

Makes me forget that I

Something about you made me doubt you more

Okay, I am going a bit wild.

Lost in thought, as I walk the block