"A worn old suitcase so what if it's broken,
hopeless a little odd in a splash of autumn on drugs,
holding all weight for me the weight of me
and i need it like a friend needs me for a friend..."Basketball "I'm barefoot, bristling Solitude On my rooftop, solid So like this dome of stars..."Choke "Rev high Bend low and free the dead word When I stand up and feel the head burst WHen i stand out i'll hold it under..."|
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