Friday, September 02, 2005

dumb rhymes for dumb times

what is it, really. what does it, actually. who are you, totally. where has it, happily. its a flip and a trick and a going nowhere. its a hit and a spit and a feeling somewhere. a lie in a basement, a truth in an attic. a freudian shit and a physco's somatic. its a nothing, its a no one. its a fuck off its a come on. im kind of asleep and im kind of awake. fucked up and sorted, output intake.

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