Ywol

Yes he yes

Hey to you and tune the rest in my head just to pretend I could play the sound.

Lie on the way to step a figure for the rotten eyes

You lie

I lie

The way i felt, a holiday in the making, celebrate, prone to disguise dishes I truly hate

And I don’t hide you.

I release so much and notice less.

Not me, you.

And could you please let the eagerness aside, and contemplation kick its gears, see no enthusiasm dripping

Get in traffic and mess around with it.

Sap as hell

But sadness slipped and died.

well,

Don’t duck the shot or shots,

In order to ever feel alive is near the heart.

Stab stab stab

Imagination comes a long way but never finds its way out and putting me in your little fantasy better solve everything. Title it to.