Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The Morning After

tell me now tell me then
tell me how tell me when
the sky went red
when we were in bed
don't you just live inside my head?

you so hot, buy me a whistle
or if not, just try not to sizzle
what have i said
that you've turned beet red
don't you just live inside of my head?

we are a dream, dark chocolate and cream
you let out a gasp, i try not to scream
the next morning we dread
all the things unsaid
but wait, don't you just live in my head?

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yes, it is kinda incomplete... but well.. i am both lazy and impatient...!!

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