Sta.sh
had over 200 pieces of crap in my gallery, now
its just under 40.
hopefully the quality shows through now.
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mooi was caught by the breezemoo by ~ImmigrantSong
when my feet touched the ground
i guarentee
this was not self doubt
there are still many things i do not know
the warmth in your smile, the way that you glow
and when the sidewalk ends
will you still have my hand
don't step on the cracks
no, no...
hearts are meant to break
like your songs say
every breath you take
steals from me
the drum i hear in my head
is likely my heart
the things you don't say
tear me apart
and when the sidewalk ends
will you still have my hand
don't step on the cracks
no, no...
soapyou smell like a girl i used to knowsoap by ~ImmigrantSong
same shade hair of yellow
carved name into your face
often wondered about the way you taste
and when you're wet
i find that you work best
set you into a special dish
face up, letters spelling 'fish'
she left before she had to go
all i have left is this soap
and when you're wet
i find you work best
and when you touch me
clean off this mess
Day Dreami like pink lemonade, vanilla ice creamDay Dream by ~ImmigrantSong
sun was in my eyes sorta like a daydream
walking down the road, hot as lava
lookin for Candy in a pinata
sweat down her back, i lick it like hot sauce
tantalizing me with pink lip gloss
pickin' berries, she's gettin' her sun tan
but i'm a smart guy, thinking of her real plan
i know you see me off in the distance
try to act like this is the first instance
try to shut down my imagination
but i'm knee-deep in this investigation
iiiiiii awaaaaaaaaake to teardrops in my eyes
suuuuuuuuuuuuuch a dayyyyyy was not in my time
oooooone dayyyyyy i'll find a way back to that road
liiiiiiiiive the dreeeeeeeam, kee
Cheerful 
