The thing sped but it's got to be quiet
like a glide
why doesn't it feel alright
nothings been mapped out since the day
walt disney died
how's it gonna be funny
all the colors
I heard they froze him in Arizona
like a frog
better do something else
everything but nothing lost
no guarantees
fuck we cant' even ask alice anymore
all different nothing new
the moments are few
to my mom it would be like
sears biting it