you file me with the libertines
I fold in line
my monthly dole of magazines
beaming bistro shine

in my la
Fear Of A Lonely World lyrics

Confined to this infinite haze
of dis
dle is your plum
and my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs
of your cutesy falling crumbs

I saw you at the snazzy din-din
you made me sad 
I Hate It Too lyrics

morning gray ignites a twisted mess o
that I watched
I must say you truly packed 'em in
nearly dearly debauched

in my ladle is your plum
and my daily staple of your cutesy cru
Awake And Nervous lyrics

So the certanty is I can get no air,
mbs
of your cutesy falling crumbs

in my ladle is your plum
and my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs
of your cutesy falling crumbs