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The sun rose on the understay |
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With a click of a switch |
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The sub canopy roared when the |
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Business sign read open in neon lights |
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Climbing vines up desk, stools, pygmies and bats |
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Timecards and paychecks |
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The apes howl when you push the buttons in their stomachs |
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Hands play cymbals after a wind of a gear |
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The beetles and the birds |
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Are all pollinating flowers grown in the gardens of mansions |
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I am the primate that swings from the man made apparatus |
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I am the vines that grow underneath florescent lights from carpeted floors |
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I am the primate that swings from the man made apparatus |
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I am the vines that grow underneath florescent lights from carpeted floors |
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Let me climb these painted walls |
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And flourish in this man made habitat |
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Electronic talking parrots |
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Eating toothpicks as a mating ritual |
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The beast prays on its employees |
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And eats on their summer's harvested fruits |
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The lion sleeps when its antelope go home |
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I am he primate that swings |
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From the man made apparatus |
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I am the vines that grow underneath |
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Florescent lights from carpeted floors |
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I am he primate that swings |
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From the man made apparatus |
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I am the vines that grow underneath |
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Florescent lights from carpeted floors |
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I am he primate that swings |
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From the man made apparatus |
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I am the vines that grow underneath |
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Florescent lights from carpeted floors |
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I am he primate that swings |
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From the man made apparatus |
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I am the vines that grow underneath |
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Florescent lights from carpeted floors |
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Give me the sun before the night |
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Give me my wrong, |
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I forfeit the right |
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Give me the sun before the night |
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Give me my wrong, |
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I forfeit the right |
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Give me my kill and pay me well |
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Give me my pay, so |
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I will pay my bills |
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Give me my kill and pay me well |
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Give me my pay, so |
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I will pay my bills |
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Hear this |
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My life has become dry because of you |
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Insomnia, paranoia, anxiety |
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Dependence, relentless, worthlessness |
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You stole all my love |
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You stole all my love |
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You stole all my love |
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And I want it back |
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We are animals swinging |
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Too far towards distant vines |