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fingers through your Bristling beard or hair And watch the endless Butterflies within escaping Fall upon my lap, your signature of God Descendant from
Robinhood whistling In the kitchen All aches and promises Bet you don’t understand Bristling running through The cracks in the pavement All sights
lying down here Wondering at the hell of it all You know I wear my heart on my sleeve And it’s bristling with rusty nails And I hang my body off of this
talking to me You're always talking to me And I'm pretending I'm listening But I'm bristling inside They got the caller I'd 'Cause the thought of you
Sounds god nestled out in the cold Bristling twilight These are days that harvest you so Listening eyes glance Never to know Silence ousted
pull through It's all Water in the hold The walls Are bristling with mold Matching tea cups jagged in their shards you used the pieces to carve
credibility revoked? Thin skin, thick jokes Can we blame it on the smoke This borderline? Every bristling shaft of pride Church or nation Team or tribe
a Virgo too I believe that if you're bristling while you hear this song I could be wrong Or have I hit a nerve? That's why I believe it is too late
to your fate And I believe that if it's written in the stars, that's fine I can't deny that I'm a Virgo too I believe that if your bristling while you
to your fate And I believe that if it's written in the stars, that's fine I can't deny that I'm a Virgo too I believe that if your bristling while you
credibility revoked? Thin skin, thick jokes Can we blame it on the smoke This borderline? Every bristling shaft of pride Church or nation Team or tribe
to your fate And I believe that if it's written in the stars, that's fine I can't deny that I'm a Virgo too I believe that if your bristling while you
on your awe to me It doesn't mean anything at all Oh comely All of your friends are all letting you blow Bristling and ugly Bursting with fruits
mounting bristling guilt frames in the fake-ache of the gloomloom slippers slap me alive! The hours hands down a miracle to spend with ugly types so we
up one morning and ya find you're a thug Blowing smoke rings in some dive Ya fingers hot and itching, cracking ya knuckles Ya bull neck bristling
can change it Put it in lines across the room But we'll never Stop it bristling And I gotta quit With a ribbonless hair With a wire of snare Oo whaoo
what has not got my heart in it shall we be dubbed sir names wither million blither tongues mounting bristling guilt frames in the fake - ache
of corn-choked shingle Bristling amoeba hole matching cunt for every bowl Madly failing porno cow, get me on the road right now! [Chorus]
Through the war and the soft spring rustle Streets are selling some summer hustle Across the Maple Street Bridge, in a bristling fog Just
to race Backspace and unwind All is redefined So suddenly Touching into taste Senses long erased Static bristling in the air Trembling into new
Here we are at the Fortress of Long Wings My fellows bristling with anticipation At slurp among their supperbowls A map of steam in the rafters
grow bitters on the borders of your whistling skin I'll sew pockets of the locks that fall from your bristling chin Keep all my secrets in the trinkets
nation's latest war-machine Bristling with rocket pods Gatling guns and cannon The latest in technology to slay the foes of Mammon The Reaganator
I’ve been fertile soil I fall Daydream of my way home Crumbling I’m the mist bristling Across a bird alley This memorie Wakes children up When I’m their
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