Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Day 224

All your kind, they come in clean;
They shut their eyes, they miss their scenes.
All your kind, they spoon land-minds,
They crush the kiss, they harmonize.
All your kind, and all your kind,
And all your kind, they come in clean.
They sleep through keeps.
They kill their needs.
...It's good...





[KC Accidental - Broken Social Scene]




1 comment:

Anonymous said...

yeah, it's cool to see things you hate literally discinigrate. And yeah, that IS Devan, I love her :)