i fall, i wink, i pass out, i'm laughing.
one second it's dandy, one day it's cold.
we trashed a calendar that thought it could talk.
big, big, big ordeals. great big scenes.
everyone was an actor. no one was a star.
no stories here. it was a one floor apartment.
cry them a river. i throw them one up.
we never know what hits us, and we know no addictions.
i itch for no one, at anytime for no thing.
swing low sweet chariot and save this for me.
i've got nothing left... no halos, no wings.
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