I can see right through you I can be inside of you And where is…

You’re such a perv walking around with your sleeves rolled up like that your forearms…

So you watch the old movies Where men were being groovy And children were cuties…

“should i marry airy?” he said to me one monday it was crying rain outside…

i don’t think anyone knows this the way i know it. but you could walk…

underdeveloped undercovers in love with each other eating food off one another don’t die so…