The Punk Revelations

Your phrases | Descriptive | And through the textured words | With beauty | You post it | And use such coloured verbs | So tell me | You think that | Maybe we've gone insane | To find a lover | And through the words of pain | We've never met

 

Saturday, July 29, 2006

There's Nothing Wrong

After work. St. Jeromes. Ew. Enough said. Love you Carmel. You hussy.


PunkOnAir : Bjork - Army Of Me

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