I don't know if you can see. The changes that have come over me. In these last few days I've been afraid. That I might drift away. So I've been telling old stories, singing songs. That make me th
Ma pipe ma pipe ma pipe ma pipe. Qu'est-ce que t'as fait?. Ma pipe, o? Est ma pipe?. Nom de nom!. C'est toujours la m? Me histoire. J'mets ma pipe dans mon tiroir. Et quand je rentre le soir
Now the time has come to speak. I was not able. And water through a rusted pipe. Could make the sense that I do Gurgle and mutter. Hiss, stutter. Moan the words like water. Rush, foam and choke