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"We'll have more after this commercial word"

(As so it goes..)

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

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In slipped
Fed a bound by dilemma-debting vendetta
Escaped briefly to my apartment
Parked in the fan
And reminisce about the day I ran a with your heart in my hand
'Tesants get the New York game
With real life shoot-em-up
Thug, vagrant, yuppie, and art
Free game all included
I told cat the earth was flat
He walked till his beard grew long enough to strangle for being stupid
Brick-a-back
Spliced that sixth pack odyssey
Godspeed Tequila worm future, be
My feelings spread across the reporting avalanche sightings
my introverted side is flying cadavers on kite strings
I'ma never give, I'm juiced off
I'm stubborn as a thousand born agains avoiding
From the to the sand
I bake the date up for my
To 'bay the traitor in the favors that he bled
Not a creature stirred, it of subway metal
Feather lecture journalist on fish shenanigans
mayhem with voices
Benefit to break
Mummified manequins with cleanse adamant
And in cabinet
This a circus, got a ring of fire
Just big enough to my purpose in a circle
I'm known to dip dusk in a city curfew
Release the hounds and see which one can tractor trail and you SUCKA!
I lay the law upon its belly
With my foot dug in the third and fourth disc
Yelling yourself!'
I'm the actualized commission past penny tip jar donation
arranged, made by the farfetch from stability
Took a pledge early on
Bled onto the doser
Plow in the metronome,
Lone caddy corner to sound booster
leave siesomgraph stabbin away on stone tablets
To sketch up out your
I drifted out the spelunking unit with watered down sand
But have canceled developed, America
of the free base
Home of the triplicate grill
My sorta sideways called pinball blinker
It citizens through ex-warrants steady bleed
With dilapadated winter
I rock a crooked lid
A sweat a bit to make my Wookie meet
Pacifist willing to step a friend's beef if needed
Wing clipper, I compassionate
Where they whine on 'Daddy's gonna kill Ralphy' shit
Sucked the proverbial silver spoon to the parents apparently
Parasol spinnin casually like 'I'm an artist, please laugh at me'
Ok, time to the fuck down
Side of the wobbly system back to original form,
You can catch the memoir in several
The joy of life logic, employ the spite process
Hence, your plight

"I don't know what got me
I didn't mean to cause all 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 sleepwalked out of my and went berzerk?"