bone

from Sven's Paddock by oaky

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she said we could bone alone in her home,
turned up
turned to stone

Ignored the phones tone among the company of a cone, like I'm in the zone,
turned to stone,

first time flipping into a pit of foam,
worst time realising I left behind my comb

first time bruising the bridge of my nose,
worst time dripping blood like a hose,

problems chase at rolley polley pace,
I evade like it a race to win mouldy grapes,
so not too fast at all,
I'm a bastard fool, who doesn't kick ass at pool, but thought hey Arnold's cool, blending in is the golden rule,

wanna watch me work it? google search it? smirk kid life is worth it, who knows if you revert to shit,

purpose seeking feels purposeless,
deep thinking uncovers a nervousness,
escaping for an urgent piss
answers are a fabrication, in jargon from our imagination,
I know nothing other than my frustration,
here is place, here is a destination
here is place, here's a vacation


I'm learning to love and hug, on an Persian rug

Im at her home all alone in the hope we could bone,
she saw me as unknown
I had grown,

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from Sven's Paddock, released October 10, 2017
produced by fushou. peep the art: soundcloud.com/fushou

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