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On Rose Walk, Insomniac
Will I get in to chase, to match my dreams?Summer thaws a quartered pill Will I get in to chase, to match my dreams?my eyes hatch a still born pennyDead clover, dead clover, one mongoose, one cobraGoes back before skinny boys stuffed their shirtsDead clover, dead clover, one mongoose, one cobraWill I get in to chase, to match my dreams?The rat that's caught in the ribs of me will be released within the year:in crossing states on the spade possum with custom plates and the paint rustinglike cussing saints with strange customs here.Dead clover, dead clover, one mongoose one cobraGoes back before skinny boys stuffed their shirtsDead clover, dead clover, one mongoose, one cobraWill I get in to chase, to match my dreams?Nervous on night drives, fog or no fog- It'll happen when he changes lanesNervous on night drives, fog or no fog- It'll happen when he changes lanes
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