it used to be so easy, 16s and 32s in easy rhyme
and now-a-days it's pulling teeth, and trip ups in the lines
they lost the look, it's cartoon bullshit from the chase
it's hard to find the fate when ink drips won't bleed into a face
no one wants to put that on their walls
Thursday, November 08, 2007
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