Telescope Eyes

Apr 17, 2005 13:28

You humor me today
Calling me out to play
With your telescope eyes, metal teeth
I can’t be seen with you (you freak)

Go cry, go run away
Let your short legs carry you away
With your big dress and your dirty hair
Your pen’s waiting for you
Just get far, far away from me
I don’t want your disease

Please don’t make me cry,Please don't make me cry ( Read more... )

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brobdingnagian_ April 17 2005, 19:15:23 UTC
You have no idea how cool that song is, and, by association, how awesome you are.

I hope you feel better, sweetie.

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hauntedcrows April 17 2005, 21:50:17 UTC
Hello...Um I really dont know what to say...IM me sometime I guess.Peace

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