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Don t strain your eyes if your looking too hard, animal copycat hannibal in sandals looking for the next sex scandal, it feels like i got somewhere to go and that shit s getting pretty old
So i m pulling out my magical sword, and book a one way ticket through this earthy procession
don t strain your eyes if your looking too hard
And swinging on every single radical horde, i wanna sell all of my worldly possessions It, so keep your headlights on high beam focused
that feels like an enemy coming through just to battle my home
I wanna sell all my worldly possessions, it feels like some feel good shit i got the sun on my face
All i need is some fresh air to rattle my poems, that s ok no one said these demons had to fight fair
Don t strain your eyes if your looking too hard, i wanna sell all my worldly possessions, it feels like a dream wrapped inside of a nightmare
All i need is some fresh air to rattle my poems, and book a one way ticket through this earthy procession
It feels like i got somewhere to go and that shit s getting pretty old, flexing everywhere you go like some juiced up barnyard, that s ok no one said these demons had to fight fair
Not really it s always raining here but that s ok, it feels like a dream wrapped inside of a nightmare
It feels like some feel good shit i got the sun on my face, and swinging on every single radical horde, so keep your headlights on high beam focused
That s ok no one said these demons had to fight fair, it feels like some feel good shit i got the sun on my face
it feels like a dream wrapped inside of a nightmare
i m usually smiling while i m biding my time
That feels like an enemy coming through just to battle my home, flexing everywhere you go like some juiced up barnyard, it feels like i got somewhere to go and that shit s getting pretty old
so i stay rambling on down the road
It feels like i got somewhere to go and that shit s getting pretty old, so i stay rambling on down the road
So i stay rambling on down the road, so i m pulling out my magical sword
All i need is some fresh air to rattle my poems, and book a one way ticket through this earthy procession, i wanna sell all my worldly possessions
Not really it s always raining here but that s ok, and book a one way ticket through this earthy procession