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The things we laid do not to much
of abandoned wood loose stones and such

this baby
proves who you for lately

the castaways who run amok
from appointed winds which blow and such
when tense gets strangled in the mire
of our cozy decomposing wires

who do you work for
and it work for you lately

but when the night is over and the walls start
fire starts to matter and the clock is churning
cliches and other chatter keeps our minds

it's

the things we laid do not to much
made up of balloons and cotton swabs
present tense gets strangled in the woes
made of our future foe

this revolution
proves who you work for
who do you work for
and does it for you lately

but when the night is and the walls keep linking
when fire starts to matter and the clock keeps
cliches and other chatter our minds from

our minds thinking

alright

that's when it on me
a motorcade of 'meant to
parades of queens
where soft entwines kindling
these many things
like broken nails and rings
will win by me
from to my new darling
and there's no way to
our future foe
that's when it on me
where bobby pins hold angel

alright