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over the hill
Unfolding like a rose
If you hold my hand and sit real still
You can hear the grass as it grows


It's a hazy afternoon
And I know a place

Out here selling my food stamps
Just to make ends meet
All the time I've let slip by
Trying like hell to sleep
All I've got in this life is a flat

wanna go home
You're sitting in a coffee den
With a laptop in your face
You've got nothing to write today
And no "wireless" in this place
So you're

Why don't we just end it all? It takes to fucking long. It seems to me like it has to be, everything's so wrong. And burn this place right

CHANGING 
GOTTA START LIVING LIFE AGAIN  
WHEN THE PRESENT AND PAST ARE THE SAME THE SAME

Yes, there's a place 
Outside this maze 
We won't have to deal

think the reason why is all because of people
Who treat you like a fool and make you wonder for the reason
Now is the time I am passing by the streets

Block regulars in the same
Place on different days
Latter day saints catching rays

When I walk around my hood I see
Tree-lined aves weeds and grass
Fast

Concealed by city lights
That shine so bright at night
After the sun goes down
The nightlife runs this town
It smells like sin and sex
Cheap drinks