coolskatetrick

Floating point and ghosts of home depot And supercharged creepers and nylon and fleece clothes and I don't know just where i go or where i've been (Wait i used that one already) I'll space cowboy all along this jawn And stare here just lying until the dawn Ritualist massacre of a fawn Can't take the thoughts please put on a song At the port, their number one export was Blank checks and rom-coms and CO2 and Freon, they Fell just short of solving their problems The 24 piece puzzles they never quit got em and Fire rained and water rised, the ollies and kick flips and mannies and shuvits, can't Pierce the veil but just sit and die Turn off the song listen to the rain Got three wheels to drive and so much pain Monday and Tuesday it's all the same I'll run it once back for the old and lay Rows and rows of stain glass iterations and Vitreous vibrations and ocular sensations won't Slow the fall or stop it all God is glacier of heat slowly crawling where Fire rained and water rised, the ollies and kick flips and mannies and shuvits, can't Pierce the veil, but for each their alive It was less than anything at all (Tune in to the reverb of the fall) Yet was somewhere when the leaves began to fall (Cry and cry until the curtain call) It was a cool skate trick (I can't remember anything at all) Quod omnia quae scipsit (Shit)