67 – The “Quiet Weird Kid” [3 mouths off from nyc – no strings attached like ZOM’B at 306 exactly]
Tricked right by broken-promise songs Gibb’rish wished dreams strung me along Shoulda taken forked road’s left prong Losing direction – vice takes leæd Numbing vibration, smoking weed Loving connection what I need Scary to admit how lonely It is the part they do not see Drowning as they still ignore me Words so heavy and … Continue reading 67 – The “Quiet Weird Kid” [3 mouths off from nyc – no strings attached like ZOM’B at 306 exactly]
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