20111117

My scarecrow dreams



I stole a key,
Took a car downtown where the lost boys meet,
I took a car downtown and took what they offered me.
To set me free,
I saw the lights go down at the end of the scene,
I saw the lights go down and they're standing in front of me.
My scarecrow dreams,
When they smashed my heart into smitharines,
I be a bright red rose come bursting the concrete.
Be the cartoon heart,
Light a fire, light a spark,
Light a fire, a flame in my heart.
We'll run wild,

1 kommentar:

  1. Helt mongoloiskt bra låååt! Bajar nästan ner mig bara av att skriva detta..




    Vad är det som luktar?...

    /dinmamma.soffan.se

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