Captivating lights and they put me on cruise control Coming out of my body is my mind and my soul Fairy dust on tongue and I watch my eyes grow Got a lot of vibes to keep; into wonderland I go Blowing smoke of Rs and Os; the question in my brain Who are you? As I slide through- The song remains the same Sit upon my flower but don’t pick my petals off Leave the nectar for my lover and...
Human speech is like a cracked cauldron on which we bang out tunes that make...
Frank Sinatra KASKADE mix →
my smile is down, around 7:35 down flat tongue to the roof of my mouth middle fingers up.. fuck this place, i’m headin’ south north or east, anywhere but in this beast i got too much to show and too much to preach to be sitting here in my pink fuzzy chair tryin’ to get them to taste my peach discrepency- between every face i meet who wanna be anyone but kG? that’d be me...