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(Don't look now, you're becoming...your parents.) |
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I plug the ladies in |
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Mom kept the babies in |
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Do right Do right Do right Do right Do right {*3X*} |
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I plug the ladies in |
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Mom kept the babies in |
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Do right Do right Do right Do right Do right {*7X*} |
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I saw a dream flow slow |
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Through the soluble hemoglobin |
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With jackles from every trade |
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With boogie faces from motors |
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She's walking beneath the rain |
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Connected by flesh extensions |
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While I've been through every puddle |
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My little walkers connected and.... |
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I shout grate the biscuits |
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Grip the slip and repeat it |
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Baby boys in the puddle |
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And mothers sent us to pen again |
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This is the big fear |
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And I'm reaching up from the swamp in here |
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I'm taking away the trust |
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While the screaming can turn the a saint (?) |
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She wrote |
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Throw us out in a week |
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With a flash little man huddle |
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And infinite maternal wear |
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We used to sleep on cardboard |
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I stutter with chopped image |
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Of rapping while she listens to playing |
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I heard of trouble funk |
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Wake me with a sentence |
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I saw your dream flow slow |
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Through the soluble hemoglobin |
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With Teddy Ruxpin cut daggers |
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And tusslin' with monster motors |
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You wouldn't stop water choking |
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He has that vein of magic |
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And I slip below the city far below the big erratic |
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I plug the ladies in |
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Mom kept the babies in |
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Do right.......... {*3X*} |
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I plug the ladies in |
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Mom kept the babies in |
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Do right Do right..... {*3X*} |
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When I say he I mean I |
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(Can prevail) |
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When I say you I mean we |
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(Will prevail) |
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When I say she I mean God |
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(Give us strength) |
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Do right do right do right do right do right... {*5X*} |
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I saw your dream flow slow |
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Through the soluble hemoglobin |
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Where emotions cause no emotions |
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A battle scar opens on |
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Mob smile |
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Dat style |
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The dance maneuvers of a little child |
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Look to the side lines where I shine upon my time |
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The physic declines through sharp finds and blood lines |
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Upon the heath the dew remains cold |
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Though the sun shines |
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The other: speak not of it |
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The moon will drag the oceans tide and then my heart will split |
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Back hunch |
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Eyes well |
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Thoughts mutilate a slide show |
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The darkest thoughts were used in a row |
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Where did the child go? |
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A kiss is floating throught the air but never landed |
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Will you accept all these excuses in exchange for understanding? |
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We saw a dream flow slow |
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Through the soluble hemoglobin |
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Where our love resembles clothing |
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And the beats are human clothing |
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And the thoughts of focus of consistence |
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supersidal magic |
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I slip beyond myself into the realms of bad magic |
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I plug the ladies in |
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Mom kept the babies in |
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Do Right...... {*fades out*} |
