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accident
My perception in question
As I leave the infinite for the present
And rise a window of the waking mind

Here's a simple story
And I hope I

solicitations.
Window seat with garden view
A perfect nook to read a book
I'm lost in my Jane Austen when I hear

[Dramatic opera]

Say it isn't so
Not the flat

the reflection
My hair combed back like a raven's wing
My muscles hard and tight
And curling from the business end of my gun
Was a query-mark of cordite
Well I

O'Malley's Bar

Nick Cave

Murder Ballads

1996

And curling from the business end of my gun
Was a query-mark of cordite 

Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right
I spun to the left again
"Fear me!

not too late.

Buzzwords for your query.
Polyvagal theory.
Attachment style.
Go the extra mile.
Do it.
Internal family systems.
Listen to your rhythms.

not too late.

Buzzwords for your query.
Polyvagal theory.
Attachment style.
Go the extra mile.
Do it.
Internal family systems.
Listen to your rhythms.

not too late.

Buzzwords for your query.
Polyvagal theory.
Attachment style.
Go the extra mile.
Do it.
Internal family systems.
Listen to your rhythms.

in the reflection

my hair combed back like a raven's wing
my muscles hard and tight
and curling from the business end of my gun
was a query

solicitations 
Window seat with garden view 
A perfect nook to read a book 
I'm lost in my Jane Austen when I hear 

Say it isn't so 
Not the flat below 
From

til the west wind throws
The both of our bodies through the side windows

The whole car rolls like snare drum fills
The water at the bottom

day call it bank roll
We on fire, call "bombero"
From the 305 to the 504
Shit, my niggas is lit
Hanging out the window, driving 836
On the way to beach

leave my troops in like W. Bush did
Tired of being compared to a normal dude why
Nigga caught attitude he might die
Saw it on the window sill so I took

the Three Wise Men, yeah, that's the post-nut clarity
And after that I had one query
Want a Sprite Cranberry?

I say like 10 hail Marys, then I'm taking her

on the moon
Putting green in my lungs but the sound coming BLEU
Two maggies and a zoot then I'm patterned
I remember train trips to London, window shopping up

12. The world is part of the Bible, no query 
13. Everyday repeat the same, don't change
14. Been happening  since decade, from left way to right way

pay me back

But it all backfired on me
And she walked out today
To go live in a refuge
Where abused women stay
So now I sit outside her
Window with

Georgia Ave swimming with sharks
Dipping on back streets
It's an art, dirt roads and the sky lark
Windows dark counting
Deutsch marks, Franks, Pesos

been destined to blow
Cause they all watch Devz like
Women in the high street
Looking at clothes through the shop windows
Because they all know that

Heated hands, leave him bleeding
Breathing bad leaders leading the sheep
There's no need to brag
You query facts, you've all got diva swag
You niggas are