jack stauber

Baby hotline please hold me close to you baby flatline still time to do it too baby (ha- ha- ha) snack time chow down to earth but in your head she's a hoarder of quarters and no boundary boredom-dum boundary boredom! i contend that drinking your eye has never opened *static noise* i insist somebody will die and i hate hoping wishing that the pills that let you cry and i hate coping someday i will go back and see her okay oh uh hi i didn't see you there my name's jack stauber yours?