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yourself,
To smithereens.

I can see their faces, smirk at our demise,
A global social sickness,
Grown inside mankind.
We don't get second chances, we have

now
Fuck a monument when a life don't count
Matador, I'm seeing red
Babylon so close to death
Calling on the Aztecs and ancients
To give us strength
My

like when the grenade a dud
A bum, what you callin' Old Doug
Coming by my mama house, askin' after me for what?
Sleepin' dogs, you either buryin'

song up on the radio
Time flies by when you're having fun
Drive the coast with the top roof gone
Light-soaked skin from the beaming sun
cnd you know I

day, well
You can even see Wallace's Monument
Saw a Heilin' coo
“Well, how do you do, Heilin' coo”
cnd on the way home
We came by the Lake of Menteith

You're so sweet and fleeting
I can sing about you all evening
As long as I can get what I am needing
My wings will keep you dry from the rain
Just ignore

an ethereal light

Hello
Muse about interesting homes,
Brass, chairs and internet jokes
Get scared when you live alone

Goodbye
I hope you know how to survive

get home, I'm alone
Gradually fading like a stone

goes, she spends a dollar and
When she comes home, I just look at her and
I get so thrilled ‘cause in the end, yes, in the end
She’s my purple-toed lady

We gather today in a garden of stones
To intern a new tenant to his new final home
What words left to say for Jimmy McGale
Let's bury this stiff

a price
Here and now
If not forever
Cling to whatever gets us by
I can't believe every letter
You got your truth and I got mine
But I feel a spark when

to have no rivalry
Left with my thoughtful dome
cnd when that leaves me alone
I roam to Rome and back home
Undefeated—Undetected—Perfected
My style's

a little bluer
By the time I get back home
cin't that the way you like me?
Yeah the way you like my eyes
When you look at me like that
I've got no place

When your parents married, they were just twenty-one
Now you're going on twenty
You've got plenty of regrets
You don't want this to be one

No one

Shaking tables
Just by how my garment fits
Ya momma clutching pearls
When she view my pics
Swear I'm not that bad
But if Ima show my ass
It's givin

He is pure evil, but you'd never know it by looking at him
But when you hear him, that's another story
So I'm making my way home
In the pouring

gold and lust for fun
We desired another jam
A will to play, power to stay
Stay by the sea and salty breeze
Soon we craved for some love
But not the one

a rabid dog´s common sense
Dad´s walkin´home, his baby girl by the hand
Askin´ all kind of questions cant understand
Evil men going for the jugular vein
He

I couldn't have ruined your life just yet
And by the way, if I'm so bad why do you keep calling me
And showing up in my bed? 

Walking away when

down

your pride won't let you ride
and you said
when will you give it up
I won't fail
I'm not leaving
you and me
and this will fall
how will we get it

True and Lasting Kind

Roy Drusky

Portrait of Roy Drusky

1969

you know that no one stands above you
It's the thought of you that gets me home on time

For our love is the true and lasting kind
It scares me

love in the summertime? 

and when i'm dead in a hospital basement 
and you're dying on the 13th floor 
i hope my spirit passes by your bedside 
for one

so infectuous you'll squirm like a kid.
If our tongues could bond, that'd be such a trip.

I'm old enough to dress myself.
Dazed and abused, by these

tears like big fat pearls
Sometimes I measure love for the living
By pretending they've passed on i'd say

"Oh god, I loved him oh, I loved him
Oh, I