Friday, December 7, 2012

I never know just what I'm going to sing or when

We are the children we're always referring to
Nature and nurture crashing into one another
Until...Lemme start loving myself the sure way 
Reefer and ice and some sluggish I got a right to
sing the blues
Naked on stage and in my imagination, when are you gonna understand
All we do is pray and prove the shit you wanna ignore is all the things you are