Saturday, December 1, 2007

Souvenir


No place to put you
Swagger to and fro
I like being rocked
But wish you could know

What’s burnin me
When I’m around you
What’s got my eye
That I can’t see through

Toss me that look
I’m catching cold
No place to put you
So I’m told

Gave you up
But I cuddle one or two
Memories, like a
Souva fuckin’ enir

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