Drummer Boy

by mandy   Feb 9, 2007


Musicians choice, a brand new voice, picking what will be pleasing to me. Learned felt speed, hindering destiny, silently accepting your need. Pick your Chinese, the drums your disease, buoyant toms of your choice. Fetish covering, sweat smothering, a drummer you have become. Double pedal, grinds must settle, pictured talent has begun. Renewal band, your cosmic sand, remember who you are, my Irving so far.

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