Pounding my erection in a space that wasn’t there. I got new directions, cos’ I knew that you was there, in my mind. Burned by gasoline inside a bowl that wasn’t there. Drove my SUV into a crowd that didn’t care, I played blind.I was going for creation of a little place to stay, every time I stepped into this place it made me pay...every time. Praising the reflections of a pavements afternoon, got myself to realize that things are exactly as they seem...except for time. The reflections of a pavements afternoon, got myself to realize that things are exactly as its seems....everytime...pounding my erection.|hü-hä, hü-hä,hü-hä,hü-hä, hü-hä-hä| (hä)is there another way... ...I am blind
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