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On the
Watchin' the rainbows peak, (thank you seat)
I mean, it's all the to some
But cityscape makes me numb
the wire between firewater and water - I'll take the tap
and still manage to end up the day the nursery collapsed
In my I hold the plumage of a buzzard
for circlin' nutrition (seems barbaric)
I may just saved your children
There's an inborn tellin' me to grip that sickle
for the pirate tyrant feed on your precious little pixels
I interviewed the sun, he the future's lookin' bright
I interviewed the rain, he the sun's truly an asshole
I's to interview the snow today but of course he flaked
So I let my frigid teeter and take his vacant place
We 3 sprout the same litter
Yet amazingly crafted by scissors
I sloth from off the beaten path splashed in the blizzard
Half my time is herded towards little causes
Half my time is pluggin' these leaky faucets
An' I'm here to pose
I'm here to a fork in the road and call it the diary of common sheep aspiring
Little Billy starlet up the got the right premise
But thread the needle without consultin' apprentice present.
Now I don't really you (I don't)
But I dont' really (I don't)
Can't judge a man's dignity by the wattage in his
Maybe that deem's be that vagabond you'd to kill
But I ain't got time for the all the motherfucking guilt.

I'm gone tonight. You believe I'm leavin'
Packing my then it's off into the evening
I haven't exactly been embraced by the
Set sail upon the 7 deadly seas of the
I'm gone. Best I'm leavin'
Packing my belongings it's off into the evening
I'm diggin' a tunnel to the sun will never shine
I got my book, I got my dream, got myself and I'll be fine

(My time) is the day the day the earth stood still
(My time) is the day before the soldiers at will
(My time) is the day before the hunter made his
My time's the final mile before the valley meets the
And I'm an
Parked where the barter appetites
harrassment down to a mere flashing of badges
Prototypic landscapes chased every step of my well-oiled collective with frozen intention festive. Wait.
What about the
Well I am the product of skeleton dancers poised crooked scattered amidst blue of firey bliss mixed
With disease applicant activist rattlers, fascinate child
Oh you're expecting slave after sticking the pin in limb and
God, if I could maintenance of fantasies I would
I'd place the button in the city square for everyone to
You see my responsibilties range across the board
And still I'd be a pen than a sword
I swim a cold lake, and make no I was not ready
All edgy and out of shape, the company look messy
(Sorry, sorry) Honestly take it or leave it
Just let me know so I ain't forgiveness thoughout the evening.
Basic locomotive with a whistle and
Tryin'a pull my 'cross the map without a boost
Fragile in ways then 10 yet sturdy bird construction
Hope the smoke stacks puff into the morn, dream

I'm gone tonight, you believe I'm leavin'
Packing my belongings then it's off into the
knock upon every little door that comes about
I'll sweep your porch if you can a couple of breadcrumbs and a couch.
I'm gone, best believe I'm
Packing my belongings then it's off into the
This turning in my sleep is getting old and older
I think I can, I think I can, I I can,
I I will.