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oil pressure
04:31
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oil pressure blew off the charts into sunny rays in my windshield;
breaks through time!
...and wind blows by;
nothing waits to grow inside
the morning's mine
nothing makes me warm inside
own your favorite time; keep it in a mime
show it to my friends and give'em hell to the ends and whither while something waits to grow in my little garden's shine
nothing takes to soil in my sunny wasted mold to thrive
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Dr. No
03:37
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only drift alone without your head
clone the kid if all his thoughts sink in
lonely sin is his to own within
boney kid; to swim beneath your fish
you only wish to be a fish
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Medusa
03:00
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been well
03:49
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sits behind the wheel
head inside; speak of tying off the night
threaded through your mind, *it pours in through the mouth and out the back again*
fix the way you walk
spreading out; weak arms all around your parts
feeding stays the same, **
been well;
let me surround more
been well;
now i go hard for
mother stays the same
cheerful, while ready to leave this life,
she says it all the time, "**"
my dad has changed the way he speaks about letting go of all your weight
he never liked to say "**"
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maybe you could save me
come and change me
leave me awry
lately, all of Jersey seems to hate me but it won't make me waste time on my own side, looking for my "purposed life"
maybe i don't have one
i'm here for fun; purpose is done
take me on a journey
leave me helpless and alone
grab me from a pure scene
take the cure, please and i'll sure be free
ready to lift of to another universe inside
break me into your 3 favorite pussies so you can be guilt free of your false plea
I know I am wrong to use that word now, so please end me.
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counted 100 crows
03:28
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walking down the backyard i had found one thousand crows above my home sinking into trees
thrin had saw the same thing in their yard
we talked about what brought them out; a message from a lost friend
saying hi again
wishing well, we find awful signs
speculate; logic came to mind
i talk it down and look around...maybe it's the sound
why do we share such awful feels?
relating by haunted lives makes a special friend
oh my, you
take the test i take too
either way, we find crows behind
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first fantasy
03:10
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fly away, only shift to say goodbye to those who stay
try more clover on the floor
it brings me pain; pour it down the drain!
"why, no..." you say and blink,
"get under my feet and sing over my favorite song, and we'll get along!"
find more clover on your door
leave it there for later
buy more clover at the store
yes, it's a mess
i know; don't care ;)
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greet the land
03:03
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long way to ever go
gone away, my....
wrong way to everyone
come and say my...
run away
you go and play, and almost without shame, you find a new friend to take my place so i'll continue to wait and fine peace alone and sharpen up my mind's decent forms and polish the sides
all day you never want to say my...
call your friend to meet up again
crawl away, my...
you're in my head
do i cross your mind?
suffer through my thoughts of awful kind
too long a day to waste in bed
i pry my way out to stand;
pull my shades away and greet the land!
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horse head
03:29
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dreams of you smiling at home
all my feelings crept back into
years spent designing your growth
well, i knew at some point i'd be
know my horse speaks out when i walk without them
healing is wishful abuse when i'm taunted by my old news
seeing you holding a new friend; i'll be haunted by my mine for you
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