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to do When his whole fucking crew is so useless They tell me it's hubris To me, it's the music; without it, the days are all hueless Horizons are viewless
the cut Until it Heals up Make the hue-less think they rule us Given deals up Flyer than a vulture with his heels up They tired of my culture So they
I'll get there soon, I'll be grown, too I see no face in the mirror, then it reappears Exterior is a hueless ghost and I'm the host I'll get there soon,
over them of vanilla Strawberry, pasteboard and starched milk The image upon them of lovers and horsemen Squared with clowns in hueless amber A streetcar
the taste hovering over them of vanilla, strawberry, pasteboard and starched milk, the image upon them of lovers and horsemen, squared with clowns in hueless
the hueless north
No fear through my ancestors See hueless For the clueless beings Recessive Gene dominant Give the world a c section When they hear my name Cant see
yap Pussy lips Now I'm suckin at the Scroten Caige Hurt by the hue-less tone I'm the one with wooden bones Sunken to the bottom end Got No legs I
years Glorifying a hueless past With only grey and black and white But some things are not meant to last Boy, it looks like their future is not too
clueless Yeah you got me feeling hueless Oh, how could you do this? Lost without a blueprint I just wanna drive away fucking far away Going all the way from
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