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Handshakes and bitter rows
Are the common conjecture
I can dissect anything
And save the skin for later
I know its just a time
And things will

Secret handshakes are shared
Are the common conjecture
The magpies scream about
Early morning monologue 
Butterflies in gardens
Old times and a rosie

the blacklight
The difference between war and bleak
Existence blurs the line
Between the ghetto and it's
Merchandise, yes sir, I am baptized
The magpie crushed

the creatures drinking the night shade
Fixed to find the blind mage I'm lost inside of life's maze
Odd tongues brung upon drinking a mug of rocket fuel 
Common

of history push forth
Heartbeat secured isolated boxes
for common strongholds
It´s called a hotline - Yea yea it´s called a hotline

One for the fertile soil