Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Old Lyrics - Sprinkles


How specific can I be
Adopted at the age of 33
33, the year I was supposed to die
My body's dust sprinkled in your eyes

A friend wants to inhale my soul
She's still waiting
For me to die

Girl I know should live alone
But on my couch is what she calls home
Pony tail? Make up your mind
My body's dust sprinkled in your eyes

Another girl wants to get to know
She's waiting
To show her soul

Bobby asks "Did you break a piece off?"
I laugh and say "I did my best."
Funny how I'll never know

Don't make me sleep on my porch again
Let me light your cigarette.

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