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He finally made it He did it with no supplies mighty shameless the image in both his eyes broken mind comes as no surprise been rollin around ina hole in the ground a little bita spray paint throw in a crown barely holdin it down people everywhere but theres no one around unique strategies fastd for weeks its all he gets call it quits not in to the politics he always ends up hollerin wobblin talking shit bottle apocalypse the place that hes goin has no inbetweens cold as a dream snowin sewing machines god knows when hes been gone since Songtexteits all parallax all he needs is a beer and a silky pair of slacks hairy back takin it fairly bad moonshine loose tooth who hides fruit juice frequently cleand squeaky and equal freaky really mean silly scenes bad physical condition thinks its some kind of mystical tradition but it isn't its actually casual natural magic a passionate addict masterin at it disaster in panic if he wants it that bad that bastard can have it accidents happen and no one talks u can ask em he's throwin rocks out back by the cabin wrapped in a famine blastin the damage laughin his ass off some say that he killd a guy someday fire fills the sky waist high deep snow roadside peepshow he always told em stay high sleep slow he seen a man drown this damn towns so damn ran down its underneath the ground punk rock country feather like memory kiss of death ur left with piss breath and pretty dresses public wishes and a shitty necklace getting restless certain parts of him just might be dead soon and its dark again inside his bedroom hard wired the hope don't forget to grab the barbed wire and rope hes dire and broke the fire and smoke got em tired than most on an invisible plane no pilot and his miserable brain not simpleton made same face but a different name sit and display your sikening ways goin as planed knowin the land str8 crowin showing his hand waggin his tounge grabbin a crumb they snuggle in the sheets while he struggles in the streets all he wants to do is juggle the beats smuggle the beast in a room with no windows where no wind blows teach ur daughter to dance water the plants get modern advanced gettin odder than that crazyness lazyness let it boil down you can see that halo for a mile you shood be layin low for awhile broken wings smoking rings no position to pray as the mission decays cast the flame don't pass the blame what would ur friends think if they knew ur were bombin jumpin chain link same thing ancient and raging pick a wall and sick it let em know that's the ticket get a hoodie and some comfortable footwear this could be why I plantd my roots here whos there? Just no one again Showin his grin Chosen the pen Woven within (Thanks to Lee Willis for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania