Boshki (12:52)

don’t know the words to this song truthfully just a bit wrong writing words to the rest feeling like I’m in the mystery song feels so right yet it’s so wrong can’t fI the words to this mystery song long live the king and queen of york can’t they just drive in with pork and there I go on a rant trying so hard but I can’t leave a message I’ll get back I just don’t want to catch any flack from the record labels super staple hideous erasers like jonny chasers looking for a reason to let the breeze in and here I am at the third verse looking kinda hellish seem like I wander from the path I once relished and hearing from me isn’t the best time of the day I just don’t know what the f to say and hearing from my monsters little toy like liminy snicket feeling around for a boy now were at the fourth verse nothing here to say feeling like I ripped apart another glories day seeing where I didn’t know what to do with out living dead there is no truth and I don’t recall hearing my name shouted out at the game