Title: Milena on the Seawall Author: Sigur Rós
Low expectations and still a disappointment Inebriated aliens and a can in my hand Slug and a strange taste Wannabe drugged mangy waste Time judders along in this sea by the sea I watch for the figure and the foreign waist Nicely attired and a night-gaunt face Cupped hand for my cigarette And then you’re gone Laughing in the dark Doubtlessly the one Comments on "Milena on the Seawall"
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