Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
I don't really know if she cares or not
All I know is she left a lot of stuff in my apartment
She's never getting back
And as the smell on my pillow fades
Her cigarettes might stay
Like a Roman Coliseum
A dry and worthless monument to our love
Ooh, I still have your lighter
Ooh, I still have your book
Ooh, I still have everything you brought, but you never took
You know where to find me
And I know where to look
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
I don't really know if she knows or not
But I left some things in her jewelry box
And she's wearing out my rings
Taking the compliments meant for me
And although I think I'll miss them
At least there's proof of my existence
A captive little soldier on her fingers
Deep behind enemy lines
Ooh, I still have your lighter
Ooh, I still have your book
Ooh, I still have everything you brought, but you never took
You know where to find me
And I know where to look
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
A copy of Gravity's Rainbow that she probably didn't read
And how about my Laura Nyro record
She probably threw away when she moved
And how about the half a box of lentils
From when I cooked her food
That she probably didn't use
I want to dedicate this jam
To all those things I left behind in girls' apartments
And various domiciles over the years
Sometimes you gotta leave in a hurry, man, what can I say?
Except I didn't forget about any of it
I'm taking it all back
Thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
That's thievin', stealin', takin' what's not yours
Takin' what's not yours, takin' what's not yours
аэрограф лютейшая имба в прогах для рисования. спасибо какому-то китайскому тутору за умение правильно им пользоваться.
ваще азиаты как будто рождены пиздато рисовать, они безумно крутые в арт среде
вот как чуваки ваще свой артстайл находят емае. у меня вроде и есть что-то, но оно так задрало, а чего-то пизже родить не получается, да и ваще рисовач чета не в кайф в последнее время плак плак
скоро уверую в материальность слов и мыслей. вчера был разгон про отсутствие желания контачить с обществом, а сегодня на голову свалилась простуда. хз, мейби психосоматика реально вещь
сегодня впервые за два годика удалось собраться с силами и выйти покататься на скейте. за такой долгий промежуток времени все равно получилось сделать олли, хоть и низенько. чувствую себя супер. думаю завтра вечерком выйти и пару часиков покатать. кнш безумно хотелось бы найти себе кентов с которыми не так стремно будет, но эт чет слишком тяжелая задача
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