Liydao

Eh destiny, fought and sold.
goose bumps, can't feel it.
hurts down below, can't help it sauce and uphill glass.
harlot, oh beef why must you harmonize life.
oh-hem, be loud sadism fortune inside his heart zippers.
peeled the crust and waved a magic wand,
felt down below and wondered what my coin purse was.
tickled and pennies fell out, icky mess, live operation channel 001
sloppy patch up work, left leaving an answer on the floor,
ketchup stains, and a little of me let there to mold over the ends of chairs.
saw a little of me left on your floor, sick i know.
windows to jump from but a landing of it. sloppy it.
caught the breath of that moment, but it was moldy, and needed bait itself, costly air taxed air helping victims with respiratory problems, helium and his voice rose,
low times for peasant , better leave earth with sun ra.