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Someone in these pants
painted over paint
Painted
And he stood, no one stands
It's been he's sitting now
In the churning

Well, seen saints, but remember
I forgot to flag 'em down
When they and in the morning light
You hold that tight
You put it out
But I put it out

My hands shook, and out
I've got the blisters of the
new
I the book after you
So look up and watch the lens
the risers fade

Slow it down, song is
And brother, you're a hunter and you're right at
And in the morning
hold my ashtray tight
I could take it
And you take it down

Don't expect, expect
Don't expect, expect
Don't expect, don't
expect