“The beats, yeah, they were coming out the speakers and were winding up straight in your sneakers and I’m dancing like every song he spins is bis or like like all my dance heroes would if they existed.
Archive for Luglio 17th, 2013
“Lord, there goes Johnny Appleseed he might pass by in the hour of need there’s a lot of souls ain’t drinking from no well locked in a factory
“Dead leaves and the dirty ground when I know you’re not around shiny tops and soda pops when I hear your lips make a sound when I hear your lips make a sound
—————————————————- “Ricordi sbocciavano le viole con le nostre parole non ci lasceremo mai mai e poi mai