impureful

Tangerine obstacles. Blushing, Turning. Set it all aside, as the sunlight washes over you. I'm ready, Ready for the timepiece to stop ticking. I'm ready, Ready for the beginning to start ending. They say morning is beautiful, and the crisp air gives you hope. I say what about this smokey hangover, and all these kids out on the road? They're cringing, homeless, hangin onto 3 feet of rope. And you're beggin' em to let go, because they're 'taking' your tax dollars. Well let me tell you, You're a fucking hero. Sleepin' in a warm bed, Eating a good meal, You're promised care, Love, and a career. These are my foes, the people I know. When others