if they tell you that they got a grip
you should tell em that theyre full of shit
retaliation imminent
left in the sun with a grin to split
lurched, doubled over, learned to atone
stoned, loaned for exhibition
left home alone
fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck
prize was stuck on the consolation
and eyes were stuck on them constellations
comin back to the sedidation
mumbling for communication
call the cab, split the fare
spill your goop out with yer hair
had the hand in sedidation
mumbling for communication
if i told you that all we were
was carvings on walls you would say "oh, sure. here we go again with the metaphysical bullshit"
the kinda guy with with dilated eye
ragged, jagged edge, i find voodoo child left with no
salvation
strangulation
fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck
underground, underground
blow the smoke out underground
"ah, here we go, here we be. i should go grab my uzi"
i wish you would, then i'd get
taste the glue and packin tape and maybe send some packages
had to search for passages so
if i spit out all these words, you might look em up in some fucking book
last time that i wrote a song without no fuckin hook
if i left it to the state
far from the bar where they drank your face
it gets awful when i say
could never be the case
fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck
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