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"We'll have more news after this word"

(As so it goes..)

"At least I I was here asleep...
Is it possible, conceivable that I sleepwalked out of my
And berserk?"

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In slipped
Fed a cycle by dilemma-debting vendetta
Escaped back to my apartment
in front the fan
And reminisce about the day I ran a mile with your in my hand
'Tesants get the New York home
With real shoot-em-up action
Thug, vagrant, yuppie, and art
Free piece all included
I told this cat the was flat
He walked till his beard long enough to strangle himself for being stupid
Brick-a-back
Spliced that sixth pack odyssey
Godspeed worm future, be concerned
My feelings spread across the land avalanche sightings
While my introverted side is flying cadavers on strings
I'ma never give, I'm off ejection
I'm stubborn as a thousand born agains avoiding
From the alpha to the
I bake the date up for my
To 'bay the traitor in the twice-forgotten favors that he
Not a creature stirred, it reaks of subway
Feather journalist chin on fish shenanigans
mayhem with voices
Benefit to break
Mummified with future cleanse adamant
And in cabinet
This a Malcom circus, got a ring of
Just big to shove my purpose in a circle
I'm known to dip dusk in a broken curfew
Release the hounds and see which one can tractor and serve you SUCKA!
I lay the law down its belly
With my foot dug in the third and fourth disc
'Break yourself!'
I'm the data commission past penny tip jar donation
Been arranged, made by the farfetch stability
Took a pledge early on
onto the drum doser
Plow in the metronome,
Lone caddy corner to sound booster
Sensation'll leave siesomgraph away on stone tablets
To up out your future
I drifted out the main spelunking unit with watered sand
But have canceled developed, courtesy
Land of the free
Home of the triplicate character
My sorta tilt called pinball blinker
It citizens wander through ex-warrants steady
With dilapadated winter
I rock a crooked lid
A sweat a bit to make my Wookie ends
Pacifist willing to into a friend's beef if needed
Wing clipper, I hierarch
Where they whine on 'Daddy's gonna kill Ralphy' shit
Sucked the silver spoon to the parents quit apparently
Parasol spinnin casually like 'I'm an artist, please don't at me'
Ok, time to the fuck down
Side of the wobbly system to original form, pumpkin
You can catch the in several dimensions
The joy of life logic, don't the spite process
Hence, plight botches

"I don't know what got me
I didn't mean to all that destruction
I'm sorry...so sorry"

4x
be the big
F-L-A-S-H-F-L-O-O-D,

"Possible" "Conceivable"
"Possible" "Conceivable"
"Possible" "Conceivable"
"Possible" "Conceivable"
"Possible" "Conceivable"
"Possible" "Conceivable"

"That I out of my apartment and went berzerk?"