2024년 7월 29일 월요일

Sunday's Best - Indian Summer


I can't believe he's such a sore loser,Maybe someday you'll learn that 'coffee is for closersRaise up the glass and toast the mother f---er,Just move along.
How did you get that brusie up on your shoulder?You are so SisyphusJust pushing on your boulderSomeday you'll take a breakWhen you're older you just move along
I had a dream her teeth were butter-coloredand they crumbled to dust as she kissed her former loverSo I severed his hands and glued them to her MotherJust glued them on
Just what is it about Indian Summer?Makes a promise, then steals the chance of gentle winterMaybe I'm just a sucker for the colors

That just move along? 

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