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Where the sidewalk ends, a new life begins with a better taste in my mouth. But that sidewalk's far and my eyes feel raw, so I spit the better taste
Yours is the only cancer I accept Because it's you in my lungs and i cough you up for days. I can cough you up for days Roof to Bench to Leathery Ground
I cannot think of anything to think about I search the folds of my brain I stretch myself towards my destination We ate roots and sat I traced pitter
Last summer things got hazy And I ended up in a band And I slept well through the daytime On my stomach in the back of a van And I was shouting
You dont know what you do to me you dont know what you do to me you creep me out when your in my mouth you dont know what you do to me you dont know
I was born in a swamp I was born with no clothes on I was born in a swamp I was born with no clothes on I broke off and became something breathing I
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh Oh, I'm in a cave my mind's erased, I'm in a cave I thought I was strong I was just bouncing along Across and over my guitar I thought
Who's loyal now? Who stuck around? Who still has the oldest of words in their mouth? Wrought in between You know who I am But, gee you're exposed with
The sequence found and pushed away, i'll love nothing more, drink plant eat drink take my time, drink plant eat drink take my time a stage set for the
I was born again in a foreign place with my pupils wide and my friends onstage. It was a warmth I had not had the pleasure to face. And when the music
I cannot think of anything to think about, I search the folds of my brain, I stretch myself towards my destination, We ate roots and sat, I traced pitter
dont you think it's best, if we just leave it to rest, like why am i rapping, like do we have NO ideas left?!!?! Like Look at his "chest," Look at his Feccking Weatherbox
