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On the
Watchin' the peak, (thank you window seat)
I mean, all the same to some
But that cityscape me numb
Walkin' the between firewater and water - I'll take the tap
and manage to end up thirsty the day the nursery collapsed
In my hand I hold the of a buzzard
suffered for nutrition (seems barbaric)
I may have just saved your
There's an inborn tendancy me to grip that sickle
for the pirate tyrant breeds on your precious little pixels
I interviewed the sun, he the future's lookin' bright
I interviewed the rain, he claimed the sun's truly an
I's supposed to interview the snow today but of course he
So I let my frigid demeanor and take his vacant place
We 3 from the same litter
Yet amazingly crafted by seperate
I sloth from off the beaten path in the cretin blizzard
Half my time is herded towards lost causes
Half my time is spent pluggin' leaky faucets
An' I'm to pose inquiries
I'm here to draw a fork in the road and it the diary of common sheep aspiring
Little Billy starlet up the block got the premise
But can't thread the needle without consultin' present.
Now I don't really you (I don't)
But I dont' care (I don't)
Can't judge a man's by the wattage in his stare
Maybe that deem's be that you'd love to kill
But I really ain't got time for the all the guilt.

I'm gone tonight. You best believe I'm
my belongings then it's off into the evening
I exactly been embraced by the populace
Set sail the 7 deadly seas of the annonamous
I'm gone. believe I'm leavin'
Packing my belongings then off into the evening
I'm a tunnel to where the sun will never shine
I got my book, I got my dream, got myself and I'll be fine

(My time) is the day before the day the stood still
(My time) is the day the soldiers fired at will
(My time) is the day before the hunter made his
My time's the final mile the valley meets the hill
And I'm an
Parked where the farmers appetites
Sweet-talkin' harrassment down to a mere of badges
Prototypic landscapes chased every step of my well-oiled collective workforse frozen intention festive. Wait.
What about the
Well I am the product of skeleton dancers poised crooked scattered amidst fields of firey bliss mixed
With disease activist rattlers, fascinate grave child
Oh you're expecting slave after sticking the pin in limb and
God, if I could offer maintenance of fantasies I
I'd place the button in the city for everyone to push
You see my mission responsibilties across the board
And still I'd be a pen than a sword
I swim a lake, and make no mistake: I was not ready
All edgy and out of shape, made the company look
(Sorry, well sorry) take it or leave it
Just let me know so I ain't beggin' forgiveness the evening.
Basic locomotive with a and caboose
Tryin'a pull my cargo the map without a boost
Fragile in more ways then 10 yet sturdy construction
Hope the smoke stacks puff into the morn, torn

I'm gone tonight, you best believe I'm
my belongings then it's off into the evening
I'll knock every little door that comes about
sweep your porch if you can spare a couple of breadcrumbs and a couch.
I'm gone, believe I'm leavin'
Packing my belongings then it's off into the
This turning in my sleep is getting old and still
I I can, I think I can, I think I can,
I I will.