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what hit 'em but we knew it was you, oh-no, oh-no
Praying for what lies in store beyond the curtain, behind the curtain
When the die is cast you can't
the hot sunrise
Spines now chilled by global warming
Microwave their last goodbyes
For sixty years or more they say
Mankind had known there'd come a day
Curtain falls on the human empire)
Codes of conduct redefine
As justice turns to legal crime

These monsters masked by human features
Are by far
this time? Out by the shipwrecked academy I had the sense kicked out of me. And I lost all of my feelings. Maybe that's where all of our dealings went
for the unsuccessful man
But I can't see it anywhere on the newsstands
Maybe next week maybe next week
So I hit the arcade and then get back in the car
level, hit record
And soon enough we'll have another, hit record
In fact even though the song isn't done
By my count that was 18 hits alone
And it's only
duh
Da da da da da da duh

Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems

Da da da da da da
duh
Da da da da da da duh

Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems

Da da da da da da
One dry summer, as far as I remember
Burnt out, but gaining every edgy penny
Then he hit him straight to the head like Reggie Denny
Call him back
One dry summer, as far as I remember
Burnt out, but gaining every edgy penny
Then he hit him straight to the head like Reggie Denny
Call him back
grey Mexican suit
The blue eyed traffic can sashay by
'Cause tonight the sailor boys have hit Shanghai
The kick-out traffic goes creaking by
I smash
a right now generation murdered by the fan base
This is adored by the writers-Dead water
With a still force activated
No I'm not feelin' alright
'bout makin' you my lady, maybe
You're a bad girl, she say I only want her for my pleasure
Slow hit it from the back, I do it better
She left me with
Old clock radio sitting on the windowsill allowing me to listening to the music while our time together gets me killed
Maybe i'm just dumb
Or maybe I
can't stand
It's beggin' for a ride with ma dukes makes a fuss
I don't like fussin' so I ask my older cousin
Could he maybe find time to give the D-E-L
hit the shower, bathed in cologne
Said she'd call at eight, so I stayed by the phone
Damn; 8:10 the phone rang
Aww shit, I'm about to go bang her
Who's
shit just happened to my nigga Terrence
A week later now somebody else is laying dying
Surrounded by a crowd of people and his momma crying
The way
niggas money's gettin low
But could you come back though, set up shop, and get the fat glow?
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal
[Proof]
La-la la-la la-la la-la, pretend to sharrrrrre..
Da, da-da, ain't nothin, by D-Twellllllve..

Weed no seeds, last year Cannabis Cup
and you're whack on the fader
I make you shake a double take, step in motion sensors
Hit the stage spotlights on the towers and the fences
Now you see how
fame is)
Some of them lost the base hit 
While they all read brims in the metal die cast Vol-tron cadence, what

N-Y electric, cannibal, burners,
cancer in the brain
Dickhead, by the time you get fed
I be somewhere with a six pack and a six pack
Her lips and her hips thick
My boxers are covered
the brain
Dickhead, by the time you get fed
I be somewhere with a six pack and a six pack
Her lips and her hips thick
My boxers are covered in her lipstick
the brain
Dickhead, by the time you get fed
I be somewhere with a six pack and a six pack
Her lips and her hips thick
My boxers are covered in her lipstick
the curtains
My life will be a B-movie shot by Tim Burton
And if I lack authenticity
Remember authenticity is often shitty

So please, no pity,
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