January 2010
9 posts
I think
the devil has cast you aside. Leaving all of our rhythm inside, of me. I am the subject, the eye of the prize—dont send me letters, Ive got nothin’ to hide.
I was walking down by the bay—the angry devil had somethin to say. Lets make a signal when I am around, and when you see it, just follow the sound.
oh ah oh ohhhhh
in the wind
oh ah oh ohhhhh
we’ll begin
for a...
Up North-Machete
Its a rough recording—only...
Up North
I’m sorry for the ways that I get I know that you get angry when my tongue gives you lip. Its been so long. I don’t know how to wait. When I cant go on. Don’t confuse my love for hate. oh. leave me up north and watch me crumble leave me up north and watch me crumble leave me up north and watch me crumble to nothing oh. throw me down south and see me repeat throw me down...