Posted today, felt your side of the thread;
The sites were still warm where you been playin'.
You were gone, oh gone, my mouse was filled with dread;
You might not be posting here again.
But it's alright cause I know you, and that's not going to change.
Post me around and make me hurt again and again.
But I'll still post you pet songs, written in the letters of our game.
The cain is gonna come, oh and it surely leads to pain.
Did you ever waken to the sound of street cats making love?
You guess from the cries you were listening to a fight.
Well you know, oh know, taste is the last thing we're thinking of.
They're only tryin' to get baked every night.
I only want to post to you, I don't want to tie you down
Or fit you in the lines I might've drawn.
It's just that I, oh I, have gotten used to havin' you around.
My landscape would be empty, if you were gone;
But it's alright cause I know you, and that's not going to change.
Post me around and make me hurt again and again.
But I'll still post you pet songs, written in the letter of our game.
The cain is gonna come, oh it surely leads to pain.
Got busy moving some water around.
I just got a custom mica stand made for
this cool cylinder fish tank that was
on a short stand. Now the tank I'll be
the right height to watch the fish from
the treadmill. Gee, life is sure ruff.
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