Devil makes his money on the small moves
Sometimes, we remember our bedrooms
And our parents’ bedrooms
And the bedrooms of our friends
Then we think of our parents
Well what ever happened to them?
My oh my, man just leave us alone
On occasion, we all do battle with motivational paralysis
Unable to perform some simple task
Trapped at the stage of analysis
Thoughts of the shortness of life may beget
Bouts of shortness of breath in your chest
Doubts about the worth of the nights you got left
Crowding out all the fear and regret
Dobro jutro!?
autor: DonTravolta, 17/09/2022
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Arhiva
Return of the grievous angel (reprise)
And more than once I’ve paid a woman for the night,
in certain circles that’s alright.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars (but the sky is full of clouds)
She’s not at work, she’s not at school
She’s not in bed, I think I finally broke her
I bring her home everything I want, and nothing that she needs
I thought she’d be there holding daisies, she always waits for me
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars
I’ll taste the tastes until my mind drifts from this scene(and it runs again)
Everything you do is true
As long as you believe it
And everything you say is play
And that’s how you should treat it
And everyone is high
Until there’s something makes them low
