The thing sped but it's got to be quiet

like a glide

why doesn't it feel alright

nothings been mapped out since the day

walt disney died

how's it gonna be funny

all the colors

I heard they froze him in Arizona

like a frog

better do something else

everything but nothing lost

no guarantees

fuck we cant' even ask alice anymore

all different nothing new

the moments are few

to my mom it would be like

sears biting it