out to sample thai rice at bry's place...

though alone in this crazy sea of faces, it's still your face i wanna know...

wish you were here...

you're the only one who holds my head up when i'm drunk and get sick...

count to three you're stuck in me forever...

you are the one, the one that lies close to me... whispers hello, i miss yah quite terribly...

Everyone has photographic memory, some just don't have the film.

deep inside of you...

i want you...

count to three you're stuck in me forever...