what kind of guns do midnight cowboys carry during june summer heat
high horse guitar strings to entrance theatrics kept away from the sights of rebels
liberated blues on it's way to inception after the night black played song to know which road rebels walk composing jazz for the first time they taste wine and want to show how love spoke in the silence of no books to read murder if caught sight of what darling nikki was writing in her journal because she couldn't tell daddy can i only be brave if i know i won't have a problem trying to hide when it's not something i feel appeal or if jesus can groove to it or try to find someone with the kind of rhythm that helps with the fear of ghosts and offer old cigarettes because there's not enough money to be as friendly as visible enough to see when broken hearts pretend the drama doesn't make them want to fuck
"You want to know something he won't tell ya, cut off one of his fingers, the little one. Then tell him the thumbs next. After that, he'll tell you if wears lady's underwear... I'm hungry, let's get a taco. " - Mr. White
Peace to gods and good tacos.
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