“Be it ever so decadent…There’s no place like home.”
By annene
Filed under: A Few Days Later, In America, Füd & Drunk, Missives From the Synaptic Gap
Tags: fireworks, Gold Standard, lyrics, money, ornages honey, peach bread, pecans Hoop Cheese, siding, South Carolina, Spartanburg, temporary buildings, The land of the boll weevil where the laws are medieval, those lights, Tom Lehrer
i know you’ll miss me blind
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i know you’ll miss me i know you’ll miss me
baby
Why Did You Speak To Her That Way?
By annene
Filed under: What Did You Say?
Tags: crossed, digged, doesn't translate, gentle and softly with care, hands and feets, headless, Inspired by..., It's very hard the way we used to feel the way we used to feel up there, lyrics, mossed, narrative, she didn't hear you anyhow, that's not what they said, Wants us little things to cry and feel alone
Tag: lyrics