by MADELINE
Tiny fingers
Tiny toes
Tiny dreams no one thinks will unfold
And tiny children who only wish to go
Up to the sky
A place no one knows
A place not haunted by formidable foes
A place not yet filled with the unspeakable memories
A place not yet a home to the dead bodies of my friends
by TAMARA Cause even on my lonely days And in the pourin rain Just stay away I don’t need addiction anymore I don’t need your fixins anymore No, no, no, no So don’t hit me with that fake love Just to
by TAMARA Could you keep it on lock like Fort Knox Curry at the shot clock Crib with the padlock, watch dog And no more extra Keep it real with a player Can’t say I won’t date ya But I need something
