Sunday, February 5, 2012


Search for an angel
Go high and low
Try to find it
before morning comes
Call up Larissa
Tell her she's sweet
Ask her to come over

Think of a song you like
Change the words a bit
Try to change somebody's mind
Tell yourself you're somebody
and nobody at the same time
Don't get lost
Happens all the time

Shout out from the back porch
Shout out from the back porch
Don't make too much noise though

Breath smells bad
feels like acid
You turn her on
Keep your money and your jacket
Get back
Close your eyes and lay down
You're a lamplight on a snowy street

Where only half the lamplights are

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