fruit | west | parse

chasing trees
colour drugs for system girls
hai hai hai
and claps in time
for the lights in the sky
and the remote control
fingers over firm body
paper lingers
got a smoke
got a smoke
got some change you know i’m broke
smokes – yeah, but doesn’t smoke
and you got the cash
you got the stuff
i got the time
black
white
silver sounds for the hollow night
a ufo or a new flavour
dancing
spinning
turning off the light
crash
the fuck you will
but it’s alright
i’m with you
i’m right beside you
see i can fight for you
fight with you
fight myself for the flavour you know
you know

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Commentary
March 28, 2010

It’s young, very young, but personally I think this piece kicks arse. Captures a lot about how life was for me back then.