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  1. Matthew Langland
    October 20, 2016 @ 2:45 pm

    Thank you Mr. Carson for another internet posting but if you put out comics I mean come on can you do something by Rackstraw Slacktrap I mean please

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    • Bernard Carson
      October 20, 2016 @ 2:48 pm

      Dear Mr. Langland, thank you very much for your insightful comment. I’m packed and I’m holding I’m smiling, she’s living, she’s golden She lives for me, says she lives for me Ovation, her own motivation She comes round and she goes down on me. And I make her smile, like a drug for you Do ever what you wanna do, coming over you Keep on smiling, what we go through One stop to the rhythm that divides you. And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse Chop another line like a coda with a curse Come on like a freak show takes the stage We give them the games we play, she said…

      I want something else, to get me through this Semi-charmed kinda life, baby, baby
      I want something else, I’m not listening when you say good-bye

      The sky was gold, it was rose I was taking sips of it through my nose And I wish I could get back there, someplace back there Smiling in the pictures you would take.
      Doing crystal meth, will lift you up until you break, It won’t stop, I won’t come down
      I keep stock with the tick-tock rhythm, I bump for the drop And then I bumped up, I took the hit that I was given Then I bumped again, then I bumped again.

      I said… How do I get back there, to the place where I fell asleep inside you
      How do I get myself back to the place where you said…

      I want something else, to get me through this Semi-charmed kinda life, baby, baby
      I want something else, I’m not listening when you say good-bye

      I believe in the sand beneath my toes
      The beach gives a feeling, an earthy feeling
      I believe in the faith that grows
      And the four right chords can make me cry
      When I’m with you I feel like I could die
      And that would be alright, alright

      And when the plane came in, she said she was crashing
      The velvet it rips in the city, we tripped on the urge to feel alive
      Now I’m struggling to survive, those days you were wearing that velvet dress
      You’re the priestess, I must confess
      Those little red panties they pass the test
      Slide up around the belly, face down on the mattress

      One
      And you hold me, and we’re broken
      Still it’s all that I wanna do, just a little now
      Feel myself, heading off the ground
      I’m scared, I’m not coming down
      No, no
      And I won’t run for my life
      She’s got her jaws now, locked down in a smile
      But nothing is alright, alright

      And I want something else, to get me through this life
      Baby, I want something else
      Not listening when you say…
      Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye

      The sky was gold, it was rose I was taking sips of it through my nose
      And I wish I could get back there
      Someplace back there, in the place we used to start
      I want something else

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  2. Matthew Langland
    October 20, 2016 @ 2:49 pm

    ok that’ll do

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