I’m not ok at all
I think. Sitting on the water
Sun kil moon whisper about
The postal Service. And it is ok for now!
Where are you goin’ Little brainshit?
Nothing is live. Only the pain is.
So I keep writing something happy
Like the curves of your ass
But it’s live. Like I was sixteen
Its Just immagination…
It’s just immagination. Like the pain is.
Just immagination.
Sittin’ on the wc
From planet Hollyblood
Throught the radio
The three corps problem
Also Is something easy
Like Lagrange said
to your little fish.
Keep smiling now, hun
The light is breaking glasses
And the day is done
Away from the Drake.
I’s just immagination
Like the pain is.
…Better now?