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coin
Flattened like a bug, minted with a face that isn't mine

You turned me into your vanity, next to your bed and your chair
That's really how you want

so serious? Let's put a smile on that face

Hilarious, mysterious, ferocious, vicious, conspicuous, suspicious
I am so curious
Why so serious?
Why so

High on Rebellion

Patti Smith

The Patti Smith Masters: The Collective Works

1996

I'm just crazy.
Inside I must continue.
I see her, my stiff muse,
Jutting around round round
Round like a broken speeding statue.

The colonial

Lyrics: 

It's our pleasure thats been disguised as pain.
We gain nothing by cursing your name.
It's our future, the thing we must fight for.
We must

It's our pleasure that's been disguised as pain
We gain nothing by cursing your name
It's our future the thing we must fight for
We must know where

would have known your face in the crowd
From across the street
Bustling
A one-second glance
You would have been my only muse
Stillborn

Tie me down

Hey

Turn to waters blue
Colored in a way I never knew
Swimming in a paradise with you
But your face is still my favorite view

I got the big

froze in place
Startled, starstruck by the contours and the constructs of your face
I see constellations as we're deep in conversation
Contemplating how

me some fun
I'm sipping this shit by the ton
I'm going up when I aim for the sun
Oh yeah
Girl you left me frozen
Left with my heart open
I have no

talent never graded much
My love was wise but unwell
A billion years
To nip and tuck
Faded by da weighted lust
My intuition that's a judge
My Catostphe

can realign
I know love is in my design because
I treat my worst demons so kind
Intoxicated by the lunacy I call it moonshine
Getting out of line in my

like the pope
I know they thought that we would choke
But, bitch we got the game by the throat
Step to my side, suicide might as well grab the rope
Neva

j'rallume mon teh
Baisse de motiv', la Lune m'observe
Comme Albus, j'me vide le veau-cer
J'me vide le veau-cer
En stand-by depuis trop longtemps
En stand-by

one
Chuck D & Flavor Flav terminator X
The Security of the First World in your face
Right versus wrong, good versus evil
God versus the Devil what side

When the rest of the world is spinning out of control
Ill roll another one for the road
While the muse is dancing madly upon the throne
Ill roll

not pretend cause in the end
The decision was made by you

So still my muse captivates me
Though one day soon I'll realize
How free I'd be if I had only

ring, ring, ring
Oooh, and I'd do anything for you
Cuz baby you're my muse

You see, normally I wouldn't put the sex by the waist side yeah
I just love

We broke every rule
So what are we go do
We broke every rule
So what are we go do

You won't leave and I won't let you
You're my muse in the bigger

malice

The air is thicker with you by my side
And my lungs got used to short breaths
So I learned to suffocate in your arms
And sacrifice an easy death

face
You were perfect in my eyes
So I say "thank you" to the Universe
For this gift and this cursed surprise
But it seems like a shame when we play these

A song about passing the same meagre cash back and forth in the DIY punk scene until we all die
Got you yelling in my headphones
Face to the pavement

“AaAaAaAaAa”
So we can rewrite, the one that got away
(You feel me)
Turn around, don’t walk away
I saw your face and I had to say hi
Maybe we can talk today
I

something bright
Looking for the light
As Your shadow passes by, I know that you're here tonight
 
Where to go - this is my own hell
Nowhere else - to run

a home just a house and it's real
I truly did love you
But the rent's past due
And the real me
Is no longer your muse
As I rip your face
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