Friday, March 31, 2006

A beautiful mind


looking down the city
smell of green, shades of gray
don't wanna think
don't wanna say
lets burn all the butterflies
the flame will go away

can't stand to hear your thoughts
don't want to feel your mind
dream about you girl
makes me dumb, mekes me blind

try be stoned, try get high
brig some booze, my soul is dry
all these toys, all that play
your beutilful mind won't go away

my words are stupid
your smile is nice
take your shotgun
and shoot me twice




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