I'm a space ship for the taking if it's only you that's thinking of the six feet deep race way. It is perilous that we open our carriers scent back into the spooky center as we've become the space that I've always wanted. I can remember our hair on the patio sun steps when we walked into our lives. 


I've reached the poles heart beat of a car that I saved to my desktop for when I'm lonely. Look to me, I've always wanted to be that which has made it clear my hairiness sand back paper you gave me is to miss. But I've been playing with myself in a chair, so you know...yeah, I am a man whose head is in the air.


I'm a city that's run away, and the answers to open the things you love are what has treated you as being in the middle. Wouldn't you know I could live without you? If I hurry to MySpace, I can let the world know that I've denounced the annoying bathroom blisters have gone away. And if I go crazy, I can show you what's to know for being a head full of natural love that's wasted on the wrong person every two to five minutes.


If you think I can hide away from the motion of drinking only the want to have had a hand to hold you, then have fun wasting away on your holiday.