The Burning
There's beauty in the silence. I hope you learned your lesson. I hope because you played with fire - That
Baby, Says
Baby, You ain’t a baby anymore. Hold your skin up to the mirror and tell me what you see. Let
Stallion
There you are.   In the middle of a dozen crowded buildings. A farmers tan caresses your skin, You cast
The Shocks
Crushing a cigarette in that ashtray Twisting your foot on the grass I'm not to be stepped on I'm not
Forbidden Knowledge
One day I'm going to take this city by storm. I'm going to talk about the things that matter. Because
Blossom
Let me take a minute. Let me collect myself. I wrote this thing for you. Put the metal to the
Smaller Warrior
The ants have taken uphill Carrying individual pieces of my heart Seared by fire Doused by rain And smeared in
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Hey, This is short notice, But I ought to be going. I ought to be running on my way, taking
Truffle Oil
Your lips and words So smooth Like a purée Blended up and neatly placed on the tongue To indulge And
Dancing with You
Hey, Babe. You look like you've got something missing. Let me grab you a drink.   Take my hand for
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