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Apr 18, 2024
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it may feel bad.
i wanna see you alone
i wanna sharp the stone
i wanna bounce the bone
i wanna mess with it.
i wanna lay the deville
a whole crew on the sill
i want the preacher appeal
i wanna bless with it.
i want a head to a mass
and get cast in it.
and shit's funnier than any A-class in'it?
i wanna talk of the clown
who has apologies down
pay him three hundred pound
and take a class in it.
i wanna blight the phone
i wanna bleed the tone
i wanna see you alone, alone, a-lone, lone.
i wanna strait the shark
and find me somewhere to park
like the light when it's dark
it's dark, it's dark-dark.
a few stars about
make it feel like peace in a way
a complimentary round.
constellation got a twist in it
for a GPO and all the hits in it.
i'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness.
i wanna talk with a gag
if it's a bottle or bag
i wanna strike from the SAG
i need to fend from it.
i want a shot in the dark
i wanna make a mark
i wanna live the arc
i call the ends on it.
i wanna take the truth
without a lens on it
with god-given insanity
it depends on it.
how i feel? how i feel?
how i feel? i wanna keel.
over harder than a turned-up challenger
i wanna keep all of your charm in a canister.
do you inspire like the same did salinger?
i'm the pig on the chinese calendar.
i've got a shallow like a five-eight caliber.
i wanna move like a new salamander.
i love the carry-on
who's a real scavenger?
it's moral tyrrany
keeping me from thee.
hit me for the day
for the light
that you suffer
to come by
take to my sky
never wanting
only wonder
to live out of reach
sloping family
short to tall
one to three
swallow the key
in their footprints
i will follow
i'm gon' hit your business if it's momentary blissness.
