Thursday 10 May 2012

Insecticide

Sentimental songs along the highway.
Pieces of the truth comin’ to light at night.
Love is sure to shine, it’s comin’ my way.
Fountains of the youth, they come alive at night.
Experimental thoughts behind the doorway.
Reminiscing lines we would recite at night.
Like a new novena comin’ your way.
Here I go again, taking your time, one more night.

I’ve got a little bit of respect for an insect!
I’ve been living in a retrospect for you and your boyfriend!

For you and your boy,

Let’s go!

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