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(As so it goes..)

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

Rock]
In rhythm
Fed a bound by dilemma-debting vendetta
Escaped briefly back to my
Parked in the fan
And about the day I ran a mile with your heart in my hand
'Tesants get the New home game
With real life shoot-em-up
Thug, vagrant, yuppie, and art
game piece all included
I told this cat the earth was
He walked till his beard grew long enough to strangle himself for being
novelty
Spliced with that sixth pack
Tequila worm future, be concerned
My feelings spread the land 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 agains avoiding questions
From the alpha to the
I bake the date up for my
To 'bay the traitor in the twice-forgotten favors he bled
Not a stirred, it reaks of subway metal
Feather lecture chin on fish shenanigans
Recording mayhem with
Benefit to room
Mummified manequins with future cleanse
And skeleton in
a Malcom circus, got a ring of fire
Just big enough to my purpose in a circle
I'm known to dip dusk in a broken curfew
the hounds and see which one can tractor trail and serve you SUCKA!
I lay the law down upon its
With my dug in between the third and fourth disc
'Break yourself!'
I'm the actualized data past penny tip jar donation
Been arranged, by the farfetch from stability
Took a heart pledge on
onto the drum doser
Plow in the metronome,
Lone caddy corner to cock-eyed booster
Sensation'll leave siesomgraph stabbin away on tablets
To up out your future
I drifted out the main spelunking unit with watered down
But canceled developed, courtesy America
Land of the free
Home of the grill character
My sorta sideways tilt called pinball
It citizens wander through ex-warrants bleed
With winter jacket
I rock a lid piece
A sweat a bit to make my Wookie meet
Pacifist willing to step into a friend's if needed
Wing clipper, I hierarch
they whine on some 'Daddy's gonna kill Ralphy' shit
Sucked the proverbial silver spoon to the parents apparently
spinnin casually like 'I'm an artist, please don't laugh at me'
Ok, time to the fuck down
Side of the wobbly back to original form, pumpkin
You can catch the memoir in dimensions
The joy of life logic, employ the spite process
Hence, plight botches

"I don't what got into 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 sleepwalked out of my apartment and berzerk?"