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to the eye center of the head
The other two see both sides of the bed
Grip double man hands while the hooves keep the step
We had to transplant Naedon's heart

from shooting stars
Or be too cool for smoky bars
Just needed time to find my center
After all I’ve been through
I’m finally ready to
On the stage in

Attention Span

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

Every little step we take breaks the dreams
Of a warm pig itching to re-stitch the seams

Namsayin, when I walk, I want to break concrete!

Two decades
Twenty years
The first ten felt so unclear
Motives foggy
Shoulders wobbly
Cold and awfully
So exhausting
Therapy books, like a poor bastard

roadside stand
Built a highway and a parking lot
They closed down that city center
And they tore out every sidewalk
A great place to be from
Nowhere you

MEET ME IN THE TRANSIT AREA
I THINK I'M IN TERMINAL C
I'M WAITING AT THE CUSTOMS BARRIER
WHERE IT'S ALL DUTY FREE

ALL MY SWEETEST DREAMS ARE SET
IN

Hidden people
Brand new ruins
Happily togetherness
Isolation therapy
Move along
Nothing to see
Clubbing hard
All aroused
One stands up for
Everyone

Enter my dimension, shit feel like Requiem for a Dream
Attempts to catch up with my metric, I'm a celestial being
Ascendant, pay the bill, play

I run from
I done lived a lot of days
I received a lot of praise
It don't matter if I never get the love from
The one in center of the stage
And until

When I see the time of my life, I see you in the center
Holding the key in your eyes, holding all your attention
Sometimes there's moments when I

standards
Fiascos with the labels getting real dreams shattered
Sit(sixth) plan it(Planet) from the sun 
Y’all know that I'm saddened(Saturn)
I’m OD with

bright and burns
Purgatory between the sun and the center of the earth
What's it worth, can't close your eyes to the danger
Son beaming from the manger
We

dream of
What you hope for
You got excuses all the time
What you live for 
What you waiting on 
What you stopping for 
They gone talk anyway
What you

Reality and dreams don't feel that far away
Matter of fact they the motherfuckin' same
Life to me is just a game
Why would I ever stay in my lane

turning 12, They found his body handled by murky hearts
Hate to recall an image I blurred
Revisit therapy I'm learning how to cope with the demons incurred

need some therapy
Dreams of racing McLarens cause who I care to be
From the womb of a queen Mr. Green is a special breed
Known to cuff a thing with her

This is OffCenter
Quack, quack, quack, quack
That's the og intro, shoutout my man Duck
I'm back on my bullshit
This is my real life
If I see

pursuing my dreams
So this song is not me giving up it's fueling me
Unlike the way you drained me when you couldn't feel so certain
With my happiness

Because I do alter my view so I look better than I do
And I do not know why I do it but it makes it hard to pursue
Any dream that I have wanted, ‘cause

Merit

Aesop Rock

Music for Earthworms: The Instrumentals

2003

your tireless bold,
Behold that iris spits clips
Subtly on supremacy, therefore, blemishes me.
Oh, the treacherous penalty centers me, renders me