Good ol Ceiling fan
Good ol Windmaker Swinging like the Tides Makin me Drowsy Just movin in Strides
Life just seems lousy But you don't care You're a simple fan Your Type is Rare
You Can Change with each Second But you always go back to your start I truely admire This Simple Type of art
I could be like you An just Move real fast Not start over though Such a thing i cannot Grasp
Life cannot be like you Amazing as you are Id love it if it were So simple, So far From anything i know Or anything i've seen
Things are getting hazy as im singing to you Cause your breeze is suttle On my body, Lazy.
Exploding V a g i n a · Fri Jul 25, 2008 @ 06:54am · 1 Comments |