HELLO |
Into my bedrooom
I crawl into bed...
We, sheeted mummies
in a shade of quilted patches...
O, winter.
A force I cannot fight...
As I stroll in the night
The street lights spotlighting...
Where did you come from
I simply can't tell...
A crush to appear one and one,
Is collectively a two...
It's called the American Dream cause you have to be sleeping to believe it. |