smashing pumkins – cherub rock

An open letter to the suits, the wrinkle free fat ass cotton docker wearing, choking on anti depressants and peanut butter, lost god Sundays, but brunch was nice at the club, bellyache ballooning belt scaring gravity, your empty soul depravity, the four corned room mirror self love, walking blindly into tomorrow’s decline, the unimagined horror of gordon gecko quotes and references, serving your certified public accountant with wafers and wine, a grand wish for everything leaves you choking on nothing!



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