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On the
the rainbows peak, (thank you window seat)
I mean, it's all the same to
But that cityscape me numb
Walkin' the wire between and water - I'll take the tap
and still to end up thirsty the day the nursery collapsed
In my I hold the plumage of a buzzard
for circlin' nutrition (seems barbaric)
I may have just saved your
an inborn tendancy tellin' me to grip that sickle
for the pirate tyrant breeds feed on your precious pixels
I interviewed the sun, he said the lookin' bright
I the rain, he claimed the sun's truly an asshole
I's supposed to the snow today but of course he flaked
So I let my frigid demeanor teeter and his vacant place
We 3 sprout from the same
Yet amazingly crafted by scissors
I sloth off the beaten path splashed in the cretin blizzard
my time is herded towards little lost causes
Half my time is spent these 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 apprentice present.
Now I don't really you (I don't)
But I really care (I don't)
judge a man's dignity by the wattage in his stare
Maybe that deem's be that you'd love to kill
But I really ain't got for the all the motherfucking guilt.

I'm gone tonight. You believe I'm leavin'
Packing my belongings it's off into the evening
I haven't exactly been embraced by the
Set sail upon the 7 deadly of the annonamous
I'm gone. Best believe I'm
my belongings then it's off into the evening
I'm diggin' a tunnel to where the sun will shine
I got my book, I got my dream, I've got myself and be fine

(My time) is the day before the day the earth still
(My time) is the day before the soldiers fired at
(My time) is the day the hunter made his kill
My time's the final mile before the valley 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 workforse with frozen intention festive. Wait.
about the captivated?
Well I am the product of skeleton dancers poised crooked scattered amidst blue of firey bliss mixed
With disease applicant activist rattlers, fascinate child
Oh you're expecting slave smiles after sticking the pin in and
God, if I could maintenance of fantasies I would
I'd place the button in the square for everyone to push
You see my mission responsibilties range the board
And still I'd rather be a pen than a
I swim a cold lake, and make no mistake: I was not
All edgy and out of shape, made the company look
(Sorry, sorry) Honestly take it or leave it
Just let me know so I ain't forgiveness thoughout the evening.
locomotive with a whistle and caboose
Tryin'a pull my cargo 'cross the map a boost
Fragile in more ways 10 yet sturdy bird construction
Hope the smoke stacks puff into the morn, torn

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