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[___sunbeam]

The absence of God will bring you comfort, baby
And planning's for the poor so let's pretend that we're rich
And I'm not my body or how I choose to destroy it

Folk singers sing songs for the working, baby
We're just recreation for all those doctors and lawyers
There's no relief  for the bleeding heart
'Cause they'll be losing bodies tonight

And Rob

Comments

[dropdown_kid]

is this just words or a poem and did u make it up. whatever it is its interesting. i like teh idea of tripping over your joy

[___sunbeam]

its rilo kiley. the abscense of god

[tiling]

ERICA IT'S HARTLEY ADD THIS NAME BABYYYYYYYY IMU ILU ASDKFJ

[___sunbeam]

addaddadadadad me backkakfjksfjaklfha
kbye