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letra de the cut of my jib - ishroyale

you tightened up and cradled your listerine, we were a frightened bunch unstably serene, reading magazines, featuring an architectural poem, by akira kurosawa, in a fractured style erect and solemn, with our backs against the column, appears a tora! tora!, akira was one of the greatest explores, so he got cut to ninety minutes, was barely given the budget to finish it’s not like you say you love me, alley cat plеase say it first
this might just be the placе to be, walgreens in the winter, for longer than a century
“son i gotta say you are from the cut of my jib, done are the days of your crusade as kids
so let’s share a smoke and play checkers then finish this listerine, scared broke, g-y as a shepherd, remain sacred and unseen, detain the stains, from our fallen queen
lighten up your fabled prophecies, brighten up those rugged pale cheeks, don’t tease the bees so feebly, it’s free listerine
it’s friday the 13th, 2029, we should all be in the streets given our bodies for dimes” “what a bad day for a near miss” i reply, “i guess this is the place to be listless, a place for me, of complete sovereignty i guess i’ve had a few, things look so fragile and new lobbies of red and gold, i’m gonna die before i get
older than my alley cat, so agile and humble, as we grumble and groan and moan about those in thrones behind desks, giving loans to us pests”

- ishroyale

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