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Each night, as I was skating home
Started messing with my dad's guitar
Taught me some chords just to start me off
Whittling away on those rainy
Whittling away on those rainy days
And that's how we get to where we are now (I just got to say)

A kid in class passed me a tape
A band called The Jesus
whittling, learning
Most this wood is probably burning
Most this wood is probably burning

How can you buy, sell the sky, warmth of the land
Spit where
I am the alien.
Sitting on my front porch step.
Whittling without a care.
Sitting in this rocking chair.

I am the alien!

We are the aliens.
I know there's a lotta talk going around today
About cigarette smoking whittling your life away
I've seen it and I've heard it so many times
That
servants
To ride me of my own rot
Whittling meat from the bones of the dead
Pulverizing pelvic regions with a sledge
The mutilated bodies I leave rotting
servants to ride me of my own rot

Whittling meat from the bones of the dead
Pulverizing pelvic regions with a sledge
The mutilated bodies I leave
pray me some craze, whispering
"Stay on ya toes villains", it's Grae and your day's whittling
Blistering lines packed in six stick to spine
Rap with
the hours are dark?

Knowing it was time to deliver
A message?

I can't tell from the signs
We're giving in our lines

Whittling our time
A symphony
anyone should know
Whittling away the hours of our lives in bored Complacency
Praying to a god we swear up and down
We don't believe in just to make it so
a damn about a greenback dollar 
spend it as fast as i can 

well i'm staring up at your dark windows
while i'm whittling on a stick
thinking sleeping kids
gathering moss

Now to earth the land is at war
with each whittling birth behind every door
they'll do unto you what they've done to me
so not to let go
know that you'll soon go crazy just like a whittling stick
hit by the coming daylight cut up in a quick succession
a pointed confession really
you kept whittling down
To a version of yourself you could follow around

So what if the end just ends?
It's worthless to worry, then
To wrestle
runs hard, hate runs clean and on the floor your whittlings fell
Because this monster begets the monster, myself and the thorn of fear
That the selfsame

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