my eyes look green tonight
got grabbed by the neck by a cop
some drunk chick said i look like a super model
past-due stamp on my wrist like i have a real job
it was foggy earlier, made me think my vision was off
the sky played crazy tricks on my brown eyes
i keep thinking about a plane ride, what i will write then
i was some kind of pseudo hero in the bar tonight
this is saturday. this is the first moment of the rest of your life
boy. okay. well, i'm a hundred dollars poorer and i am in love
maybe with an apparition, but i think
not.
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