Daniel Folmer - Warmth Of A Dryerr

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I don't have the fortitude And you don't have the time To get caught up in catering to me Lets share our attitudes, impulses and skills Those lustful thoughts and love hypotheses Lets hit the bedroom Hungry little baby I'll play daddy You play daddies other girl I am a burden Difficult to carry if you had me You'd find better somewhere else Flash in the pan Shining star of loneliness and hope Clutch the veins upon my wrist With homewrecking hands The warmth of a dryer on my frozen legs Made a moment in my mind We shared a whole bottle of wine It seems like an hour when we spoke that day Over prison walls i climbed To share some empty time When you got fucked over i was far away clinging gravely to dead time Drive past those houses each day How i wish that car were mine The one that made you cry
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