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And say...

to the ceiling
All for the of plugs, squealing 'ugh', healing
No more Timberland
You're too for this, award-winning awkwardness
You walking off the office with
In the rims with friends and like state and Paypals
In homes in Arizona
In sub-divided neighbourhoods, with floors of solid wood

In roofs of clay sits a couple million dollars
I tried but the old me blew it
Exactly how you I'd do it
All my brothers, I would love to paint 'em
the movement and assassinate the music
Exaggerate the ass and then masturbate to it
The constituency brilliant but the are stupid
I'm too to ask for nudes
But way too not to pursue it...

(Maybe)
Maybe you feel me I...
me when I say (Feel me when I say)
Whatever don't me
Gets me through the day (Gets me the day)

to the horses, her body porous
up the pork, made 'em enormous
Fear of rape, 'em informant
Fully shroomed in the motel waiting to torment
trust a dope fiend with your hopes and dreams
Let 'em play in with the dead bodies and broken things
happens when the sugar barons meet the coca kings
And beam it into space

to be in place
At the parent teacher
With hallucinations in her face
The cleaning lady
She say she got a in the safe
But its eating through the
And soon be through the gates
The holla'er shouts, "Who's bright enough to pay a
That watch a oxycontin gobbler on Hanukkah?"
Maybe a Phoenix-based dollar launderer
Who the cartels so bad, she attended court on the monitor

(Maybe)
Maybe you feel me I...
me when I say (Feel me when I say)
Whatever kill me
me through the day (Gets me through the day)

Bad trippin' through the
Slimmer that a slot to enter coins to let a join
A figure skater like Kwan
illuminated to a hail bomb ice
Then hold it like the Elron device
Then the audition
To the poor hands sided in maelstrom's
Street in comparison pale to
the Scottsdale bail bonds
It's like trappin' out the pawn

close to the magic like the wrappin' on the wand box
Third layer the wave
And grant absurd prayers and first favours from the grave
To crack the pipes icy nights and turn mayors into slaves
bring fevers
To punish
Adjudicate the and stop the ring leaders
The Geese and King Ghidorahs
Cook E in the family tree for steam

(Maybe)
you feel me when I...
Feel me I say (Feel me when I say)
Whatever kill me
Gets me the day (Gets me through the day)