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All the clothes like the whore
Like the whore they wanted
Go ahead and exploit my body
Fuel the thoughts of the men that are naughty
And please don't

love & good music



Peace, love & good music


Lyrics by Hamlet Jensen
MARTIN - Gesang: 

IN MEMORY OF ABIE NATHAN 

IN MEMORY OF THE  VOICE OF PEACE

seat
Just for you and me
So lets go down till our fuel bleeps
Run over some kids off the streets

Oh, woah, oh
We can sit by the beach sipping on Piña

the memory that fuels the pain within
I wish your name away
Another day goes by and I cry

Damn you the pain and suffering 
Damn you if this means nothing

and their deviant rule
Orchestrated by brothers rife with unprecedented disgust
Of this bastardised oppression

The lonely desert sun illuminates plains

presented to me

 

Will we even conquer the ego

Can we ever control our minds

Or are we just ghosts in machines

imprisoned by time  

well the absolute

sad, tall and useless)
The old grim factory stands

They just never thought for themselves
It still remains, still remains, fuel remains
(Do I have time)

LIFE ON THE ROAD IS ALL I KNOW
ANOTHER MILE DOWN HERE I GO
ANOTHER SMALL TOWN SAME OL SHOW
AND THE FUEL GAUGE IS COVERED BY YOUR PICTURE
RUNNIN LOW

to use it as fuel

Now it's not as smooth for me

Coming up slowly

Don't no body owe me nothing

Tryina camo out the feels

Begging to be healed by you

swore.
"There's colors there in your exhaust I've never seen before".
"Just gum'ment forms", said Murphy, "and rulebooks by the score".
"To help me trim

it gets to your turn be silent, you won't be slain
I'm left with no fuel, but they say it's the wheels
The seat by my side is cold at every ride
It's

we're up in smoke
Glued down by a gorilla
In a super silver haze
Looking for Cinderella
Only got 99 days
I'm fishing for black tuna
Jet fuel to keep

will get you by 
  
 Loose your head, to find your place 
 A talk trough the night, a strong embrace 
 A fistful of joy, fuel for more 
 It would be fine

gotta be done to get the fuel in the machine
My standards double as each passing day goes by
I'm backed by the finest science that money can buy
I'll

Increasing lifespan by restricting carbs
Just dame try it and give it a start
More energy by unlimited fuel
An upgraded brain is freaking cool
All benefits are

could get dangerous
Don't tell a soul that I need ya, I keep all these shells by these Benjamin Franklins
I know for sure I'm conceited, if I go all out

Drummers swim by anemones
White-eyes in pandanus roots
Wasps for eggs make banyans fruit
 
From this legacy world heritage
Scientists deployed the messages

and anger fuel this pain

Once we danced in the light of brighter days
But now shadows linger, in a haunting haze
Consumed by emotions I can't contain
Loss,

on the time
But time ain't waiting on me
Clock tickin' with each second going by
And I can't say that I've been givin' it my all if I ain't dyin'
They say

Feel good, just hit it
Feel good
Feel good, just hit it
Feel good

Here come the crew that sweet with the sway
Coming with that feel good fuel for

Feel good, just hit it
Feel good
Feel good, just hit it
Feel good

Here come the crew that sweet with the sway
Coming with that feel good fuel for

cshes after dawn
It's time to reignite
'Til the fuel is gone

Feel you by my side
Or is it in my head
One more instead
Blinded by the light
Was it green

sent, with in the tide of my lines, I use this note pad,

To vent, to offset the bad thoughts to a use again, depression has its fits, if used can fuel

stay prepared
Monument to greatness, something like a mural
Unbothered, unfazed by the critiques that are proffered
Amazed by the ignorance that is