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Verse One:
The harvest appeared less plentiful than last
season
I imagine sloppy seed handling avoke the stroke of
tardy planting
And the crops we'd have harnessed in mid November
It only brushed the blossom bracket then soon
sacrificed
Lives to icicle jackets when the frosted
I sunk to find the walk beneath the mosses
Where the planted tunnel pass after the rains have
run their courses
But alas the portraits of these frosted corpses
tortured in the grass
Off of distorts or pour the one tall glass and
nauseous
And I'm asking you, why's this spy supply hiding
in strangers
When they know atop the food chains I could spot
biters for acres
Now be gracious, these minstools turn a bully's
psycho civil
By dissolving the candy coated image down to the
pixels
Yelp bringing the self-stop freedom brigade
investors
And the studies connecting one hit wonders with
dust collectors
Puts it down, and it's down beneath your sappy
sing alongs
So stick it further down, we'll let Dante decide
which ring I'm on
Nova, the elders took positions and advance march
Parts playing a scheme parking the rain in my
canteen now I'm like
Point: I guess I could spare a splash for a couple
of heads
Counterpoint: During my famine I never got broke
your bread
Well equation of intrigue, yes, yes, let me fed
sit for a bit
These 'tensils need soaking before I hand out
token
Shut the fuck up drama like Kabuki with a heart of
dirt
Skull fucked cross bones hence my birth it hurts
Chorus:
Must not sleep must warn others
Trust blocks creep where the dust storm hovers
I milk my habitat for almost everything I want
Sometimes I take it all and still can't feel this
pitfall in my gut
And I'm like must not sleep must warn others
Trust blocks creep where the dust storm hovers
I'm trying to walk on top of sunshine
But it's ridiculous at times that's why I tore 'em
with this warning
Verse Two:
Wanting the glory of our advance fire ants to
water beetles
Free masons adjacent debasing on pins and needles
Pupil turned pedagogue benedicts into my dream
Beam in a billion bottle rockets off the golden
mezzanine
I pluck the pedals off a classic blood rose one at
a time
Gripping the stem and right invite the thorns to
dig up in my lifeline
A metaphor for nighttime, ante up the slight cost
of exhaustion
To salute the moon of our paradise lost and you're
a spectator
Stringent, inch by sacred inch shoveling colon in
my earthworm soul
Borough up through the dirt with bloody digit lick
my knuckles clean
Noting the corporate clusters holding hands round
the abode of the dam
And what's your poison? Starlight and amaze her
with a nicotine chaser
Sip it clean savor the taste then sit and dream
later
The ollage pay their back upon they hinges twenty
miles
Across the glassy eye window of one less to passes
by
Now I'm six foot four with a sick flow walk up
just to recline
With no free time, the alarm storms at nine
My daytime's on some, yes sir, okay sir, right
away sir
Sir do you mind if I breathe sir oh you do? Well
excuse me sir fuck you
I breathe slow, I'm running with these fantastic
amalgams
Painting casket bound careers to pierce gunning
with classic albums
Security's the javelin, catch it; labor
Clocked in at seven six and haven't clocked out
ever since
Chorus:
Must not sleep must warn others
Trust blocks creep where the dust storm hovers
I milk my habitat for almost everything I want
Sometimes I take it all and still can't feel this
pitfall in my gut
And I'm like must not sleep must warn others
Trust blocks creep where the dust storm hovers
I'm trying to walk on top of sunshine
But it's ridiculous at times that's why I tore 'em
with this warning
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