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Flobots - Panacea for the Poison |
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In my mind I hold the passion, panacea for the poison |
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My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore |
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Send fleas from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships |
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As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips |
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No I never asked for nothing and that's just what I got |
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As my pride does before I do as I follow muscle code |
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I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams |
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As I fold into your presence, do I now know what it means |
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We could get old |
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And talk at the same time when we tell stories |
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If we let go |
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Impossible names rhyme in elegant poetry |
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What I sample in everything |
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It inundates my small town |
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I refuse the offers extended waiting for God |
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Now I never asked for nothing audible |
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So when the walls fall down and spin like water wheels |
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I'll pray for something logical |
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So when we all drown |
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I can cover bald spots with yamakas |
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Drawn from extra dimensional sources |
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Like in comic books |
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Choose your own adventure |
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I'm obsessing like a drug fiend |
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Fantasies of actors clandestinely having sex in love scenes |
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But why not amateurs openly sharing joy in sex scenes |
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Stand clear while I soak in this treasure trove of a wet dream |
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I can't tell what my problem is |
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Or even if there is one |
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Sail the celibacies much sooner than commit one |
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Escaping minor shake-ups but keep bracing for the big one |
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To make the choices obvious and save us from decisions |
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In my mind I hold the passion, panacea for the poison |
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My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore |
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Send fleas from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships |
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As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips |
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No I never asked for nothing and that's just what I got |
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As my pride does before I do as I follow muscle code |
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I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams |
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As I fold into your presence, do I now know what it means |
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I dreamt of whimsy |
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In a fire fight with the in-the-line-of-fire flies |
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Watch the dusk go indigo and blush into a silent night |
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Birth immaculate conscious from a pregnant pause |
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In the August of my righteousness just waiting for the fall |
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The greater and the small, all for one and one for all |
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For all the S.O.S and we will rise to the call |
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I've bitten the hand that feeds and found myself bleeding here by |
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I'll only need what I need |
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But need will get me out of my groove |
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So I move to different tunes |
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Sunning in the warm weather |
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By the light of distant moons |
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There's tape men in the nation bring the monsoon |
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Season with the spectacle of people finding tools |
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Aphrodite, grown fools, and buyers sown booze |
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Let's throw out the cravings and things with no use |
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People dropping jewels, gems can't shine like odd light |
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To air is human, so the sky is our birth right |
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In my mind I hold the passion, panacea for the poison |
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My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore |
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Send fleas from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships |
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As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips |
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No I never asked for nothing and that's just what I got |
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As my pride does before I do as I follow muscle code |
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I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams |
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As I fold into your presence, do I now know what it means |
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In my mind I hold the passion, panacea for the poison |
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My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore |
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Send fleas from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships |
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As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips |