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yellow rubber boot,
puddles and loopty loops,
from the bottom of my heart,
always ending things before they start,
yellow rubber boot,
puddles and hula hoops,
from the top of soul,
a deep crevasse filled with coal,
yellow rubber boot,
puddles and loopty loops,
yellow rubber boot,
puddles and hula hoops,
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train
03:34
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Crying man lost in the rain,
Crying man jumped on a train,
Had to get away, had to get away,
Had to get away, had to get away,
Everything I known, everything that could be, fading, fading,
Everything I known, everything that could be, fading, fading,
Everything I known, everything that could be, fading, fading,
Everything I known, everything that could be, fading, fading,
Drinking man drowning out the pain,
Smoking man; had to clear his brain,
Had to get away, had to get away,
Had to get away, had to get away,
Everything I known, everything that could be, fading, fading,
Everything I known, everything that could be, fading, fading,
Everything I known, everything that could be, fading, fading,
Everything I known, everything that could be, fading, fading,
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over again
04:08
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Writing from a passage in a book, mountains too high so you’ll never look,
Who's to care if you write anyways, who’s to care if you sink anyways,
Climbing high and I won’t look down, if I fall who would hear the sound,
Let my body just hit the ground, nobody’s around,
Maybe I’d fall and I’d land in a tree looking at the beautiful leaves,
Maybe I’d land in a river and float down stream, aquatic being from the start,
I don’t know whoa I am, I don’t know what I’ll be, will I be here again, or a part of history,
maybe I’d fall and I’d land in a tree looking at the beautiful leaves,
Maybe I’d land in a river and float down stream, aquatic being from the start,
I don’t know who I am, I don’t know what I’ll be, will I be here again, or a part of history,
I don’t know who I am, I don’t know what I’ll be, will I be here again, or a part of history,
I don’t know who I am, I don’t know who I’ll be, will I be here again, or a part of history,
I don’t know who I am, I don’t know what I’ll be, will I be here again, or a part of history,
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soot
03:42
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The sun is setting, that’s where I wanna be,
My mind is drifting like a dog without a leash,
Even the smallest foothill can take some time,
Even the most congealed soot will blow away in due time,
I used to fixate on who was better than me,
Now I’m better than that, matter of fact everyone’s the same,
Don’t get caught up in there stupid little games,
The sun is setting, that’s where I wanna be,
My mind is drifting like a dog without a leash,
Even the smallest foothill can take some time,
Even the most congealed soot will blow away in due time,
Yeah you know it too, yeah you know it to
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5. |
people
03:02
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The albatross that is domestication,
The everlasting conquest for domination,
It’s all overblown, but good in moderation,
It’s all overblown, but good in moderation,
Sometimes you gotta take to give,
Sometimes you gotta train to live,
The softest hedonistic relation,
The sound of fascination,
It’s all overblown, but good in moderation,
It’s all overblown, but good in moderation,
Sometimes you gotta take to give,
Sometimes you gotta train to live,
The albatross that is domestication,
The everlasting conquest for domination, yeah
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6. |
jam it out
03:34
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Oh I miss when we ran about, think about it now,
Oh I see that corner house, what’s that about,
Oh I see you, oh I know, there’s a place for every single soul,
I don’t belong, I’m already gone,
Oh I see you, Oh I know, looking through a sheet of glass that goes for miles,
Yeah it’s too long, I’m already gone,
Oh I miss when we jammed it out, think it out,
Oh I see the grin on your face, laugh it out,
Oh I see you, Oh I know, there’s a place for every single soul,
I don’t belong, I’m already gone,
Oh I see you, Oh I know, looking a sheet of glass that goes for miles,
Yeah it’s top long, I’m already gone,
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mulch
02:44
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A force of nature’s coming, all the houses knocked down,
Every brick in these god forsaken towns,
A force of nature’s coming, every shrub ripped from the ground,
Every street crowded like an ally, just a ghost town,
Busted cars and scattered mulch, but this time it wasn’t mother natures fault,
Broken trees into the asphalt; white chalk, system eats away at itself everyday,
Broken code; too far gone to be saved, but maybe some day, maybe some day,
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8. |
bleed into you
04:06
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Sitting by the lake looking for a better field of view,
Oh how we look into the bleak and misconstrue,
Sometimes the intuition isn’t tried and true,
But that’s okay pondering as the sky bleeds gray and blue,
But that’s okay pondering as the sky bleeds gray and blue,
Oh how it looks into, oh how it looks into you,
Oh how it looks into, oh how it looks into you,
You know it’s true,
Oh how the bleak bleeds gray and blue,
Oh how the bleak sky bleeds gray and blue,
Right into you, right into you,
Oh how the bleak sky bleeds gray and blue,
Oh how the bleak sky bleeds gray and blue,
Right into you,
Oh how the bleak sky bleeds into you,
Oh how the bleak sky bleeds into you,
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