Deadlines

Actually your a token of sweets remembered
And when it took over I was an elbow out.
Anthropology of a star
Looking for the grand release
Also contemplating why? the register is blinking her
Long eye lash my way
So if my chin falls off my face or
The word is to outrageous about independent
Doppleganger or worst
Detective work for art.
All woman are still strongest than me
I'll make sure of it
I can't despair
Cause your my dig
On getting in
On the rap
Cute turtle
Catastrophic smile
Humming risks.
All books moved out of the sleeping bag
And also problematic jobs.
And except for the drugs I lost in my pants
Before the misdemeanor stuck
Smoking cherry cigarettes
Cause she gave them to me
Photographing myself again
Molly said it was genuine Iggy.
Carry it the last tune cause I'm reconnected.