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Don Robert Reefer, Vocals & Guitar

Don Robert Reefer							I’ve been thinking-- 
(Vocals & Guitar)							it sounds too pretty
										My words
You Cadillacs of Primates!						stand up too straight
Are you getting there?					with all their limbs going
to that place where you will say					      where they should.
	“This is right and perfect				I want a wild, bratty hand.
	This is where I’ll see the life of my time
	I’ll drive my loss!”
And did you earn this day, this life?

Oh, that poem has legs!
			“I love all the blue eyed-boys,	
			But we look perfect together anyway”

You all wrote down what you’ll try to do with your lives,
but Who Really Knows what they want?

“You like to love only Girls                                 		  	  
               With
	     Names
	   That Will Never Be Mine.”

I broke down Webrokeup			You can’t hijack love
I needafriend					only romance
A high road 					only trancing
					You can’t
The Effect
Fit In									
The Love									
Kill East by Saving West							
So Seldom
Write a New Song						 
Theory								Why do my words always	
Some Time									 
See You (As Much as I Can)					sound better when on
Anti-RightNow								someone else’s tongue
I Can’t Say Anything to You
One Million
Why								My God-- I’ve craved It All.	

Surrey, 
how the fuck are we gonna police this?

That girl that monster says					Deafqueen
she can’t write about me						FrequentGirl
because									You go to my head
she could never keep me between those lines.				and I go to pieces

She sure gave me good ideas for 
  titles of songs
I will never write, though:
--Ethero							I might go back to Burns Harbor
--Reach You								  and see
--Carbon								how it all turned out
--Mission to Sugar							  or see
--Go Through Me							if you will want to see	
           (like, you go everywhere				  how I turned out
   			But you won’t go through me…)



Fate