"Mine" as written by and Dave Faulkner....
One brief feeling, 5 seconds go by. Buzzing of wires.
Sweater looks a lot like mine.
Million things to think about, thinking about what I shouldn't think about.
You've got a million ways to look at things. A bright side.

A million ways to look at things. A bright side.
Hello, Auburn, how are you? The state that I'm into, hands like hammers bang.
There's no love lost.
Bitter remained like a taste in your mouth and nobody finds the one, and they keep looking.

Crawling in and out of beds, flesh covers the bone.
Flesh searches for more, for more than flesh.
flesh searches for more, for more than flesh.
Flesh searches for more, for more than flesh. flesh searches for more, for more than flesh.


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"Mine" as written by Ira Gershwin George Gershwin

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    General Commentholy shit he quoted Bukowski and I almost had an orgasm as I got tears in my eyes
    three star saluteon May 04, 2005   Link
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    General Commentone brief feeling
    five seconds go by
    the buzzing of wires
    your sweater looks a lot like mine
    with a million things to think about
    I'm thinking 'bout what I shouldn't think about
    with a million ways to look at things
    there's a bright side
    you've got a million ways to look at things
    a bright side
    hello, auburn, how are you?
    the state that i'm into
    with hands like hammers bang
    there's no love lost
    bitter remains like a taste in your mouth
    nobody finds the one
    they keep looking, crawling in and out of beds
    flesh covers the bone
    flesh searches for more, for more than flesh.
    charcoalsketchon October 15, 2005   Link

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