“tales from the mounts motel” (scraps)

(start boarding your mystery ships!)

the gradients changing

so you provide the framework…
and i’ll commit the crime…

they don’t know what it feels like…

start picking up my clues…

stop traveling to train stops…

i may complain but i’m never true…

i may be in danger but i’m always alright….

i’m boarding the train but i’m willing to put up a fight…

i’ll eat my boogers for dinner
man i’m the 10 dolllar winner

up and out now they’re casting me out

are you prepared to be bad?

why you’re a poor daughter of a porter, are you?

a pauper?

discover brother

one got caught to a girl jerking off

lady of the night starts leaning towards the light

we’ll take him down now

tell ’em not to bother tryin to dial 911

when your overgrown soldier gives you the boot
and the starving martians are stealing your food
when there’s no once to dance with in a roomful of dudes
continue to march and continue to move…

when those starving martians are begging for food…
when you gasp your last breath and begin to protrude…
with your mothers and lovers are continually wooed…

don’t you dare be afraid, my wild child..
‘cuz it’s always you…

there’s a few other facts that you tend to exclude…

and we’ll meet again in time…

the neverending cigarette…

we were inspired by the youth…

still we kept our cool…

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