So I hovered above the rim and pushed, sweating in the heat and under the weight of a backpack I didn’t want to set on the floor, shaking as my blood sugar dropped, and finally wiping to a spare, haunting dirge called “Majesty/Magic” on an album appropriately titled C’mon.
All lost in the supermarket
All lost in the supermarket
All lost in the supermarket
So I hovered above the rim and pushed, sweating in the heat and under the weight of a backpack I didn’t want to set on the floor, shaking as my blood sugar dropped, and finally wiping to a spare, haunting dirge called “Majesty/Magic” on an album appropriately titled C’mon.