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it's a great invention but we're underfed
gather, gather people alone
and then erupt a crypt
yeah, follow the ghost.
give 'em an inch, he's gonna make a mile
take the frown and just make up any old smile
these people roam the town
in search of friends that might never be found
on a canvas spread that will wash you down
I ain't filling out your forms, I ain't playin' anymore
you know that it's time to exit through the door.
A basic ending with some holding grit.
enter at the point of a ghost, but never polish in.
it's always a joke.
even the best have got the "wild runs wild",
everything else is underneath a corporate pile.
she activates the sound.
It occurs to her that she wouldn't get out.
this is the plan that would make it all about.
All the things she wanted from, all the things she wouldn't give, all the things that make her exactly who she is.
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I will break a speech to help you
make it part of something that I do
all the trains are slowly going home
taking lessons on depending
on the sacred never-ending
rhythm of your breathing in & out.
faking has no other ending
why don't you just think of dancing
why don't we just take the talking out
Jumpstart all the cars in vegas
let them all come on, invade us.
shake the bugs out, climb a taller tree.
shake the bugs out, climb a taller tree.
shake the bugs out, climb a taller tree.
shake the bugs out, climb a taller tree.
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Niacin
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Begging On The Gear
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Get Me Home
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I 8 A Coyote
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Thermopoly
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Steep And Down
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You Are Weird Dog
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Stress Off The Boil
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Let's get some old robot to hold my hand.
I am too scared that I'm a stone.
Everytime there is some that reflect
I write down the endless possibilities.
I put myself into the road
It makes conversation heal
But here it's not the only thing
That's because they're already gone
what will become of them? You caught them....you know.
On the ones we have....on their arms.....there's a diamond....for me
The worsening hole licks my chest
I know that I could be better off
right now I can kill a--"A Sun"
isn't every girl evidence of that
any time will take up thoughts
any time would be nice right now
all they need is love to survive
Let's see how long this one can last without
what will become of them? You caught them....you know.
On the ones we have....on their arms.....there's a diamond....for me
The water screams to me asking for a drink
I know the confusion of this is something that has always
been my problem. I know that you are listening. I know that you are listening
I lie down and close my mind gently in the grass. I listen to the
wind as it blows through the holes in my heart- whistling sweet melodies to the birds.
My veins all grow up a tree, flowers sprout at the top.
And my sun spills out the side of my mouth, and drips down to
release the secrets locked inside my songs..
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ddb Bakersfield, California
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