Bike (2) lyrics
by cLOUDDEAD
Why?:
Edison, i've fixed my glasses like new!
Dose one:
Wishing coins well, off into the bad sleep well
Why?:
Reaching to quiet the man made of metal and brick
Dose one:
Sleeping in woman's clothes, naked walls filling my eyes
Why?:
Kneading the knotted, cramped muscles; the head of a nut
Dose one:
Holding my place in a necklace collection, whala!
Why?:
Scraping the hardened, dead mortar from under my nails
Dose one:
Weeding out sounding like movies, why i'd rather read
Why?:
Sparring the volunteer flower, the beautiful guest