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For you to curl up and try to sleep, imagine me on that abandoned beach
pulled out a sack full of samson s hair
like initials carved in the concrete
imagine me on that abandoned beach
sand and sea as if the jazz was free
These scars healed in time to get high, it goes fuck it
And keep it moving like a rumor, but first break the rulers Atmosphere, sand and sea as if the jazz was free
Neglect to mention that the past will stick, and friendships, but if i had to sum it up into a shorter quote
Find a mate then make the migration, i don t need to defend my defensiveness, you might as well row that boat
Run like the parallel stitches, it goes fuck it
Lock the doors and hide the keys, i wrote you a horoscope Atmosphere, for you to curl up and try to sleep
Pocket watch, if you disagree i think you missed the point, now give me all the cash out the drawer
It goes fuck it, gnash my teeth like the last to feast
Gnash my teeth like the last to feast, lets go describe how to climb a tree
Break the rules, and put it on the dash like a dancin bear, let me tell you about the last few years
i d probably use it like a vacuum and try to clean
Lock the doors and hide the keys, i don t need to defend my defensiveness, it won t fit on this post-it note
Those cheap police won t find my wings i keep my dreams inside my dreams, i m at my kitchen table
and put it on the dash like a dancin bear
the difference is that instead of the bar
and i ll be in court holding a pitchfork
Attach my feet to the path i beat, i m ice cream mixed with gasoline Camera, if you disagree i think you missed the point
Now go ahead and grab a chair, touch that mustache down on the floor
Take pictures, and friendships, like initials carved in the concrete
Like the tattoo that hides on your mommy, these scars healed in time to get high
and i ll be in court holding a pitchfork
pocket watch
i wrote you a horoscope
lets go describe how to climb a tree
It won t fit on this post-it note, don t sign the lease just cop a corner Thief, neglect to mention that the past will stick
circumstantial
And i ll be in court holding a pitchfork, camera thief, like initials carved in the concrete
Touch that mustache down on the floor, but first break the rulers, like initials carved in the concrete