10-28-2012, 03:30 PM
Ive got bubble gum thoughts and sneaker dreams
A mouth full of thoughts running on high beams
Black and bruised windows, the fog infested kind
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar to change your mind
Discount all your beliefs, mark up the pleasures of the wrong
Put right into your pocket, the cost to tag along
Lint and silly string are treasures beyond gold
Nonsense and Blah makes up the shit we're told
If its thought of and serves a purpose, convenience becomes the proof
Question the sanity of everything or the insane becomes the truth
Every one is infected so spread some sparkle with your germs
Let your mind do your molding, live your life on your own minds terms