12 junio 2011

try to gain control of the floor.


one bad night i'll hold the glass until the glass can hold me down.
and one bad night i'll spill and spill until my feet begin to drown.
and one bad night i'll hear you calling me to help you not pass out.
every night my teeth are falling out.
try try try try try try try to gain control of the floor.

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