The Pin Cushion Queen

Sunday, September 30, 2007

 

Dreamworld

She was the girl with a string around her neck, came with the boy who could only give her less. It could be more if she learned to never expecting now if she it's her and him and then a baby next. The wedding bells won't ring but she could care less how you exist. When you're living in a dreamworld, you're living in a dreamworld.

He grew up drinking milk from the cow from the farm, and was the traitor's fathers, fathers, fathers, his father made him grow up giving back to his country. He gave his both knees he's overseas to fight the disease. It's spreading fast over maps and it don't look back. When you're living in a dreamworld, you're living in a dreamworld

It is the light on science fiction reads just like a shoddy disease zero one three times the size of the people that came before me and you and what we'd do for money this greed and jealousy turn to need. See, I'm a man with a plan to use my hands, touch your nose, you're the girl who wanted more. Now afraid the story of free from love to a lie. The clover under your feet is shooting stars in the night. The people under your feet are shooting stars in the night. The people, all that you meet. They're living in a dreamworld. You're livin in a dreamworld. You're livin in a dreamworld. Dreamworld/Rilo Kiley


Breathe.



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