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DOG SONG DOG WALK

DOG WALK

Take A Breath (Ft. Collin Devlin) REMASTERED.mp3

sometimes big bro is someone 6 years younger than u
with a good head on their shoulders and limitless potential @kayesee 


1. leave your love by the lake
2. saved u
3. what got
4. chance

a/c +casey

I’m afraid of just a couple homies.

When I see them in the street, I just hope that they don’t know me.

You’re a fucking fool if you think im down to party.

Imma shit myself if attendance reaches 30.

When im at a function all i do is malfunction. 

Social dysfunction and it ain’t no biggie.

Im a picky sicky making friends is kinda tricky.

Its pity city when I tell a bitch that im iffy on going to the function where the focus is something in regards to conversing about nothing.  

I don’t scavenge for a challenge all I do is write ballads.

Cautionary tales in the form of lyric salads.

I don’t bite but my face will make you feel out of place.

Make you feel like I hate, but I just ain’t feeling great.

I hope you can relate to the disorder in my head cause i really didn’t catch the last ten things that you just said.

Blargo

Nightcrawler’s on his way.
Shielded by the lack of day.
No one knows how he went astray. 
No one cares what he has to say.

Nightcrawler’s a junky. 
Grumpy, not a dime to spare. 
If you stare he’s got profanity to share.
He’s accustomed to the fact that life is unfair.
and accompanied only by the lice in his hair.

Riding through darkness of night. 
Sketchy freaks lurk out of sight. 
Its fight or flight.
If you find the plight of a junky’s knife you’re not alright. 

He’s acting kinda pushy,
nightcrawler’s not a rookie.
Look at that, he’s got a 9. 
Nightcrawler wants to shoot me.

He’s a nameless face in an ordinary place.
He’s got my heart to an extraordinary pace.

Fuck me, god, is this my fate? 
Why’d I have to be out so late? 
Fucking drinking stinking beer and walking through the city thinking.
Now the fucking junky’s here and im the one he’s pistol whipping.


Nightcrawler’s on his way.
Shielded by the lack of day.
No one knows how he went astray. 
No one cares what he has to say.

Not always fear-inducing.
When he doesn’t need to steal.
He’ll spit the fucking sickest spiel.
Stories im not sure are real.

He’ll make your mind reel with these harrowing accounts.
Its shocking what the nightcrawler can recount.

Hear him out, he’s got the scoop.
Neighborhood junky’s walk in troops. 

Through the night and out of sight.
With his wisdom you’re right as rain.
Night walking, wont have the pain of being slain by his campaign to attain that pesky CRACK COCAINE

Nightcrawler

Tadpole

In and Out

my brothers lunch in a psychedelic vast interstellar landscape with geometric patterns of the eternal universe infused with love and musical joy. 4 people playing music in a sea of people - "https://designer.microsoft.com/image-creator?scenario=texttoimage"

DOG WALK

collin devlin