von8itchfisk:
Pylon side on.
von8itchfisk:
Leaning on a lamp post thinkīng I'm seeing a ghost
von8itchfisk:
Way out there.
von8itchfisk:
Into the bastard night's heat I run bloodied feet, just like that bloke Flash I cut a fast gash.
von8itchfisk:
Red candy fleet on the wet street.
von8itchfisk:
I dream iodine.
von8itchfisk:
That's no cigar cause I'm a self developer.
von8itchfisk:
Some came running.
von8itchfisk:
House of the rising sun.
von8itchfisk:
Long Horse.