- Dec 2, 2008
- 64
- 18
- Occupation
- Retired
You flambe your brain
Everytime you put pipe to mouth
Crack
Cracked our life together right open
Not much spilled
But let me escape never looking back
Not much regard for your own health
Smoking still after your stroke
I run not willing to be part of your
Next dinner of selfishness
And the pretty blue blaze
Of flambe brains
Next word: waffle
Everytime you put pipe to mouth
Crack
Cracked our life together right open
Not much spilled
But let me escape never looking back
Not much regard for your own health
Smoking still after your stroke
I run not willing to be part of your
Next dinner of selfishness
And the pretty blue blaze
Of flambe brains
Next word: waffle