exit

Jeffrey's song

The Clash
Lose this Skin

Come with me. I won't hide
We'll go away on a ride
We'll meet each day, use time to see
While we're young and almost free

I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in

Do not turn or hate to see
All the things you think we've got
Do not turn or hate to see
What happened to the wife of Lot

I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in

We're alone or so they say
We're not on our own in that way
When we're alone it's real tough going
We tend to take a part in someone else's play

Come with me, I thought he said
But that's not him anymore, he's dead
What's it like to be so free
So free it looks like lost to me

I've got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in
Got to lose this skin I'm imprisoned in

martz trailways

more travels to the woods

snow day

last supper

fire

songs from the wolf

holy saint valentine again

ugh philly

it starts something like this

pocono night_life

hometown

brodheadsville, PA

more rink

big wheel

snowz

turt world