I've gotten bored and restless
So I'll say some things to hurt you
And you say something to hurt me
Then if our love's still intact
For a while we can be free.
You say we've got freedom of speech
But I still need a chemical agent
To root out the weeds tangling up my growth.
Background:
Just a quick post for today, reflecting the discharge of upset energy that so…
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