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(I finally learned to breathe once you came into my life. And for that, I am forever grateful)
Head on the pillow as my eyes drift
Psychology willows

the ground
When a garbage truck rolled by
To them it was an enemy tank
They had to find a place to hide
And every time a plane flew over
Or a helicopter

down, she said
She knew every band
She was the biggest kind of fan
I had an autographed picture by my bed

Oh and Grandma said Aunt Bobbie
Was always

you ok
Thinking about dooms day
Wanna get a room babe
Boom Boom Boom

Ginger Rogers Fred Astaire
Absalom hung by his hair
Research shows crime is

hate you fucker, stupid guilt sucker
I'll drink your blood, eat your flesh
Scum of this earth, stomped on at birth
I'll fucking rape you till dead
Pretty

Lately I ain't been myself
I can't do this by myself
I wonder where this gonna take me
I'm the only one who can save me
Gotta keep my heart from breaking

The same sensibilities
Reticent
Reticulated
So hung around your hurricane breath
Scared to half life by your impending
That manna is the spirit of Euphrates

ups get hung up
Trash goes in the dump
And you gotta taste for this cum
It's somethin' 'bout tonight
That's really hittin' right
On cloud nine
High so

Kicking over the cart.
He hustled, he bustled,
Then he stood still and said,
“cfter all this - 
You need a new heart”.

Things started to change, albeit so

a lot for nothing
You hung me out to dry
I’m hanging on to what went wrong,
And now I’m in the line.

So cool it.

If

something new

Can't be bothered by what hoes do
Always up to no good
She always got drama, never nothing new, dawg
So you know what, I'll just tell her that

By Babylon's great riverside we captive peoples sat and wept
While over all our hearts the tide of Zion's memories had swept
On weeping willows

I'm just trying to sit with this tension
That we're not bound by imperfection
While this judge inside tortures me
Distorts how I see and who I'm

Deep within the jungle path
A village wrapped in a venom pact
At the gate there hung a sign
Protected by the five

Five venoms five venoms
Five

you hang on until the morning
He said yes and so I got inside my car as it started pouring
We haven't spoken in a year and he called me drunk up off

Captain Thick!
A cattle with a shoulder on his chip

He learned to slaughter anyone with no fear of reprisal
He hung his mother's daughter by a rope made

Nostalgia
I never felt that before
That's what your twenties are for
We were just saying goodbye, then one day you wake up and realize 
You haven't

cs down the glen one Easter morn
To a city fair rode I.
There armoured lines of marching men
In squadrons passed me by.
No pipe did hum, no battle

their hate
Our persecution
Systemic execution
Falling in line
Are the blind
Lead by parasites
To be a saviour
You must be a martyr
Or masochist
To Save

I'm trapped inside
An addled mind
The time has come to leave your side
Punctuated by a sickness
You can't see
Masquerading as high anxiety

felt it all: your starry night and your lack of light. With limp arms I can feel most of you. I hung around your neck independently and my feeling

in the endless night,
It's a song in my heart, a compass so true,
I'll keep on singin', I'll keep on pushin' through.

People pass by, with heads hung

the moon was our sun
c filthy acrobat, hung from his sky
The season of loss is on now, blooming tonight
With those at your front door, licking their claws

The people want new blood
They want to do me how they do dirt
And how they do mud
I hung on
A relic stronger than a frozen barnacle
Riding on a penny farthing