soundtrack }{ you say you a gangsta

[gitanes]

fairy tales. parts of books.
they got used up

{ soundtrack }

coding @ youwillgotohell.


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our lady of the underground ☛ anaïs mitchell

[gitanes]

our lady of the underground come here, brother, let me guess it’s the little things you miss spring flowers, autumn leaves ask me, brother, & you shall receive or maybe these just ain’t enough maybe you’re looking for some stronger stuff i got a sight for the sorest eye when’s the last time you saw the sky? wipe away your tears, brother brother, i know how you feel i can see you’re blinded by the sadness of it all but look a little closer, everything will be revealed look a little closer, there’s a crack in the wall you want stars? i got a skyful put a quarter in the slot, you’ll get an eyeful you want the moon? i got her too she’s right here waiting in my pay-per-view oh, how long’s it been? a little moonshine ain’t no sin one at a time, boys, straight line what the boss don’t know, the boss won’t mind