Wolverines
Rasputin
victor:
these days they pass
like leaves on the interstate
& this state of indecision
leaves me restless
you need a place to rest your head at
well i need a place to rest my heart at
cluttered, confused with all i know
i can't slip like retracted syllables
i'm standing still in a crowd that moves Songtextesweat breaks quick like joints and wrists
and it's like the first time you fucked
fought or fell in love.
it's a seasonal disply of shame, or the feeling
of armageddon (restriction, condemnation)
just to say that it's okay.
brandon:
(i'm standing still in a crowd that moves,
sweat breaks quick like joints and wrists)
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