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March 2nd, 2011

.somebody stop me.

 

I wanted to cartoon myself. I got lots of encouragement at home. Now I look at it and I think it's just the product of having too many beers.

 

Listen.

 

I want to take you far from the cynics in this town

And kiss you on the mouth

We'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene,

Start a brand new colony

Where everything will change,

We'll give ourselves new names (identities erased)

The sun will heat the grounds

Under our bare feet in this brand new colony

Everything will change, oOo oOo...

Done