Tuesday, April 14, 2015

hoodoo soft

all the times that i've cried, keepin all the things i knew inside




hoodoo guru

i got a bone to pick with you

oh the wheel in the sky keeps on turning. i know not where i'll be tomorrow.

peace in a pod

secret gents



sitting in limbo

tell me anything, everything's a story.

from the moment i could talk i was quiet.

it's always been the same old story yet i never know how it ends.

yellow sleuth

you shore got that right, copp.

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