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You Never Left
03:07
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I hope it burns and whatever it is shoots ya straight in my head no thoughts needed to pretend I'm build and bitter like a spector gettin on ya got me pinned on wailed o sound how did I not notice you gettin off and to still feed on hurt and pain and lies with stiffed abandon not long after the vomit rolled out and I still say I've changed but thats the same ol news of the day when you you never left like a double-sided board hole that never fails to impress you ever? scattered ash at sea appreciate or lived a three year fantasy I was a dog to sniff out the field and to think it was only frost and get honked off your rotten dust when you you never left stuck like a pederast you never left I'm so gross and bitter I question everything I see when you you never left I mean I
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Snivilin in the Streets
03:42
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to you breadcrumbs further down the path remote shattered life plays on the runout life and had a much prettier version of those at Lowes a bit pricey in Ashland for no reason why is the line off the hook was it an 86 incident? I guess you'll know where I'll be found dead its the only warmth to run just another Tate-Labianca still feel the weight of the face like a brain tumor from the 80s for a taste thats one thing "I been watching tv these days on my newer tv. Just movies and TV shows. These last few years i had a tv that my friend barbara helped me bring it home then she died and i felt i couldnt even watch the tv because i remembered always knowing she helped me bring it home that day then months later she died. Should i even give this tv to my mom?" eyes stare at the sun spitting out nails couldn't drive em straight lost the caution in the wind well you can't do it alone we all have sins the brain creeps ripped kid makes it mark rattled with pills swalk swalk better on paper than lip reflex the bloody sputum from the back of a throat I don't care barely even choked six o'clock swill all is well couldn't drive em straight gotta snort myself out this wandering in a dreamworld hasn't touched the dust yet to my surprise you found me you found me snivilin in the streets so discrete so complete snivilin in the streets a world of damnation is all the dream stay on to go on
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day by day leaping slag like frog from the storage closet detergent spilt out on the ground was it you? evaluate and reevaluate is all I done not getting closer but evaluate just for fun scanned knees don't forget the same ol tune tattered upholsteries fingernails and cigarette butts litter the floorboards orange spots soak in Pine-Sol keep on chooglin keep out sin I don't wanna go back to the car wash again show-me waste state up to the floodlines fisheads like you thrive in Jefferson City I don't wanna go back to the car wash again and when John tells me I believe him new exhausts when the sun comes up I ain't no governors son count on holdin onto your thoughts ha lets not kid each day in America's worse public officials waste our time in jerk off booths "If you came upon the scene of a terrible highway accident would you stop to watch? Assume your presence would neither hinder nor help the rescuers, recount it please." "When was the last time you stole something?" last journey entry I don't want to go back to the car wash again
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Studies in Deadend
02:22
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Leave it to the knobs Studies in deadend polished everything down. Studies in deadend and I know guts when I have to go want out, look, leave it handsome ugly. Nev my eyes Aint so beginning to hear Myself fume studies in deadend So far to be a dog and get shot so far so far When I wake up, my studies are still in deadend And i'm still stuck get honked farlong sidecar wanna play dumb this punchdown clowns so far the half-smoked sqaures at the bottom of the pack appear much larger and i could only laugh repeat offender smile and laugh and dribble all she said my dreamcut thing your face is stagnatin watchin the boring shows takin over spiritual highs rename thy moral highgrounds in a dash makin out my tremblin lips have spit dotted growin up goin to church stuff happens
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Judy Garland Feeds Me
02:24
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Pondered it enough already
Yet I still stomp like this
Here comes the meal
Oh I misspoke
Just another hour huh -- yeah well i'm that joke
for - each - your - 57 - curls
There's two lead droplets and you get ah
Permission to salt, th cold mashed potatoes
Caint ya see Judy garland's feeding -- surely, its normal
But That brats got
Permission to salt, where's mine
No animal crackers for kicking and screaming
Inside the black box
but remember always to ask for
Permission to salt, but not when potassium chloride With barbiturates on the table are you gonna drink it
I don't think so have that ol ringin installed in minutes radar ragtime comin from the other rooms but it sounds like him you could've been the ambassador of Yugoslavia had not fingers crossed you woke up too late talkin sand & feed to gal from Macon goin off on tangents no one asked to be apart of I'll go to West Virginia lay off the jelly
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eyes glow seein on ya for two days and cut out sleep for three days more who says I must love you more what leads me to love you more when Zhenga Zhenga and mi amore che condo when words have no support stop the thought cannot final thoughts again still smile to feel this way back in all due time I did eat you freaked out to see don't wanna be with you display my pityplay elephant unpacking pepper spray cuz I deserve it week nites afternoons transmitted prime-time schedules intercepted not the usual 60hz its got more bite runnin off to your funthings use to tear me up deep inside but I remember to always look back but cant you make me dream thats why your face is no longer static on the screen
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I Could Only Laugh
03:10
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Thinkin ya can hurt me
Think again
I do enough as is (you know)
With chronic pain I'm th one to blame
Kiss th hiss off the stereo
And I'll have you know that bad breath tastes great
Loadin up spittled under the bed of your fingertips, I could only laugh
(keep quiet of most things pathetic leaving that mouth drillin runoff foreshore the word did uncalled for looking back this just in unrelenting background drip flip my flub)
Well ya got all these things
It Don't make a dang difference
You only see it as a con cuz you make it too hard TO go on
Looking back, I could only laugh
Five years their junior
Every scene needs to wiped over
Your muscle spasms in the palm of my hands
15 years old metal lines line up Run like rats
I could only laugh
animals in wildlife and right before they cover their heads too much sleep so little time jizz rag associate I can't keep out the ol distress o let me for my happiness to love thee less
we all have eyes
we all have the camera angles
theres bugs all over America
I hear cuts out cuts in cuts out cuts in cuts out cuts in cuts out cuts in razor cuts out
"Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live." - dorothy parker
I was a weenie waiver at this roast
Not everythin cuts in ah cuts out
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Kansas City Rebels
10:55
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Imma tell you this one time if you Want to see some Sin Forget about Paris, go to Kansas city take a razor to my brow Pull a new personality now Something tells me get out. Get out, get out, get out are chains really an appropriate assemble? I want to be a Kansas City rebel I put my face in my hands Shake to myself like no one danced cold blasting from a distant land make me wish i could go up and talk about it pied on by an air so ugly maybe a hush on the hendenburg just a gust no one wanted and so on and so on i want to be a kansas city rebel for passingout strokes like candy lemme tell you about this movie "Are They Talking About Them?" chainsaw chain some chains fishermen by trade birds pick at my mouth until I cave rollinglines drip off the chin food poisonin in the bin don't forget you can't live a little if you can't live at all theres an air outside comin in puttin on the creeps shant be more mindful its me its me its me 15&5 below you know what a scene means lights out everyones home hang on the partyline Foil thru the word record myself back as a bozo we are the moment I am leftovers from the moment why spill the ink rush in deeply couldn't get from dopamine I didn't even see you from the ASB you say you're West Bottom? I was unfair a disgusting mess to be avoided the work a day world and struggle for existence scream with terror every time he thought he could not get out of some closed space I wanna go I wanna go I don't wanna be here I don't wanna be here they show you they need you like a head in the hole nowhere I wanna be I wanna go I wanna go thank you thank you you ass is a nail biter hate your here the flag square tent put up with speed put up with care I want a fistful of clotted gnats glove expert from New York an ol chimney I am I can't complain I am a stain "Living in darkness
From the sun
But shining like a star
That is the art that only one
Whose soul is bent on heaven can understand" ?? closures a word that rhymes with more ("Tears of a Clown") goodbye love love can how much do I love him? so much he will never know new love deeply as much half as much as I till the day I die there they go in their happiness in there repeater technique he must learn to think our only destruction mutual defeat brutalization of the partner and the self I don't eat what they eat I don't eat what they eat I can even do it with one hand "Opossums are very friendly they don't attack people or hardly get rabies. the one i found was an Orphan since it was alone in the trashcan at least i rescued it. They are very interesting to learn about since they are misunderstood as vicious animals. But really they are one of the sweetest animals in Wild Life" and right before they cover their heads ride off on a different bicycle viewing the ones I left behind go for it another exit strategy "One superbowl commercial Betty had you leading onto think its fake" another rocker snarl shoulda heard the alarm after all "baptized in leather circumcised in spikes livin life fast and huffin gas from rags" look back don't tell the future ahead looking back I loved you Imma soggy mop unsure of which granite top to frock but I know imma good enough to be eaten off of thats a fact thats a fact wipe the trouble scanlines they stumble put a fork in it rebel go on rebel rebel I wish I were Jennifer Coolidge in this computer total economical reform they'll snort ya under the table I don't exist ya don't even need to pretend hit me I wanna be a kansas city rebel
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V.D. Columbia, Missouri
make sure grandmothers Daddy train the little ones that choose to the pictures-Bedroom felt so real over the years because of that movie "Are They Talking about Them?" and they have every excuse for when you ask why. They Food; better its everyday to a donut And book(s) Look at my HUSBAND TREATED better No hope I know You betcha moms SHOES DON'T SHINE until they eat way too much. Apit on god too. ... more
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