DAMN JAMES

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waste of rad toy if you ask me

freaking silver spyder slipped stupidly

 

my white ’58 reuter body sleekster did that

with enough horsepower to fool you in the twitches

 

damn james, she was under your foot and in your hands bro

she was crying your name in fever pitch rpm’s and screaming kicks

 

she’d do anything for you with just a bare hairtrigger touch

she was loaded with the bullets of you james, held to your head

 

you were the freaking lone ranger driving your own silver bullet james

and you were wearing that stupid silver screen mask you silly bastard

 

you’d fooled yourself into a movie of yourself that didn’t have the sand

and lost it all in that last no second take moment

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