why is it always like this?
u preaching from a candy floss pulpit
she stepping in it!
disquise those words they still smell like turds
and ryhme badly.

i don't see why it has to be complicated all the time. aren't u ever pleasant and kind? straightforward? leave all the games behind? i just want friends who are trustworthy and open.
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please don't blab on about moral high ground and shit. it's a pleasant afternoon in a warm room with music that makes me feel the peaceful comfort of a holiday time. No more leaves on the tress, exposed to the street. crystalline grey skies soggy sidewalks hot tea.