Judges from Love by thanksgiving

Don't judge my music.
Don't judge my song
When someone is, sing it
We're all right, no wrong huh? Uh. . .


Don't judge my Pain things
I'm not drawing 4ya
And "whatever," you say
I'm going to ignore that

Don't judge my dancing
I'm just here to have fun
And any of us as happy as we've made our minds up to be
Inside ever insidious and warm
But you ande can be happy I think
In so many worlds words worse séanced nuanced nuisan'd ways
It ain no use to me to compain (which I would consider to be a sweet bun with coffee)
And dude and me look even more funny
And you &me and them and every body

Cous' life isn't easy buddy
And it'alian ever go right

And everyone, buddy, should make a Scythe
And dude and me look even more Funny
And you and me keep pooping back and forth forever, both, I wrote that line & i DON'T KNOW you & bye

• Folk
• education
• Portland