Monday, December 27, 2004

TINY CITIES MADE OF ASHES

Hi everyone, I hope your holidays were very good and everything like that. I suppose it wouldn't matter to you if I told you what I got or not, but I'll tell the two most important things. A guitar (I was expecting that...) And The Moon and Antarctica (also expecting that, but my paretns are anti-Modest Mouse. Very evil if I do say so myself). So, since I'm sitting here, I tell you all to have a happy new years as well. HAPPY NEW YEAR. There. My life is complete. Bye for now. i came as a rat Well I ain't sure but I been told He's baking cakes inside our souls Stayed awake took a nap Got myself my bottles back I'm breaking them out on the street Walkin round in my bare feet I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat I caught a ride we caught some air He's never gonna cut his hair It takes more time to make a fake We night-swam in the lake Washed the dirt off our intentions Prattled on 'bout bad inventions I came as ice I came as a whore I came as advice that came too short I came as gold I came as crap I came clean and I came as a rat It takes a long time but god dies too but not before he'll stick it too you. Well I don't know but I've been told You never die and you never grow old. I came as a call I came as flat I came too soon so I came back I came as flowers I came as nice I came as dirt and I came as it's price It takes a long trime but god dies too But not before he'll stick it to you. I don't know but I been told you never die and you never grow old.

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