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stretchin' time like the long day burnin' your ash rescinded like peelin' paint when i ask about it pick my broken heart up off the linoleum, dusty..

Mickie stole Chicago back in '06 it was pretty much sociology took a time out and no one enjoyed it more i double check my surroundings but i know..

well, i'm broke and alone my rickety bridge rotting into the river i'm a storm in the distance nothing more than light drizzle against your windshi..

listening to the big trucks outside in the raindrops plink plinking symphonies insomniac like the sweet kung fu that it is this room is never dark ..

sharp things were the wings when i said certain somethings still inevitable impact decides who dies and who's lucky and baby i'm crocodilian ugly,..

behind the third camera i'm in the wake of the big boats all afternoon spent in the beastly sun and they're heading home circling 'round my backst..

like maybe something from a Sage Francis rap my snapped in half left at the station in Amsterdam with twelve hits of acid left and probably it was..

bad music and the honeymoon suite like a daydream dripped long 'cross the counter my dull linguistically impossible reacted without any time spent ..

beats bleeding stupidly from a right hook no sale her last corrective her fingers crossed promise straight like mentalist met aluminum foil helmet..

thirty days on county time sometimes better remembered in a steep haze was a witness to the rise and fall of man was a witness to a lot of s**t wi..