lost my mind, may i use yours, mine is used up, ive abused it, my thoughts arent pure, my memory is poor, its been tore up, wont take anymore, so i hit the floor, fall out, what good is a body with away on tour, whats that all about, so i scream an i shout, now i seem full of doubt, that my brain was ever any kind of tool to account, so i guess ill claim some kind of insane plea, which should be the fifth, but i lost my brain, its fun game, keeps me sane, now you can see, my thoughts make no goddamn sense..... goodnight morning
Posted on: Tue, 02 Dec 2014 10:07:32 +0000
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