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Cutting all ties could be beautiful, babe
Know you told me you'd never call
It pisses me off how you never call, never call

Hoo, and I'll keep selling

Nowhere born and raised

But I remember you with your shoulders draped in my jacket
Hanging off the edge of the party, looking straight down at the street

an abandon apartment somewhere off Mott Street
I remember a hot summer and cold wintry nights
But somehow we kept each other warm we kept each other strong

Verse
In a heavy rain standing off an old county road
Sat a high rolling river so swift
There was a hitchhiking stranger quite pale from the cold

At gophers and chipmunks that run quite amuck
If they run too far, then we'll have to see
That they check in the kitchen to skin off their knee

Why should it?

miss harriat  Tubman what you got for me today tryed to escape from the kkk sign miss Jackson I had to bring the ak Michael Jackson moon walk right off

hurting MCs / You heard I be cutting ´em beats like
surgery / Most certainly can say that bullshit never was concerning me /
Word a be bond

Raindrops on my

just please don't pass me by
don't pass me by
or else I else I'd die

you put a clench off my fist
cleaning the mill of the (grids?)
you run a hand on my

bleeding hands and his bleeding knees
He climbs the branches and begins to laugh
It is so high up here he said
He became damn weak and fell off the tree
Like

you anymore
Without leaving someone on the floor
In pieces
VERSE 2
This tin can rolls on down the line
And that's plenty of time to get you off my mind

a crooked mile
Was I resolving?
The die was cast that lost afternoon
Welcome to phases of the moon
Cutting back our chance to soon

Stand up this time,

goal

Against all odds
Turn off this systematic conduct
It requires a sacrifice we must take a risk
By exploring those territories
Never visited before

Little girls still breaking hearts uh huh
and man still keep marching off to war electricly they watch the world uh huh And the beat goes on
Yeahh
way down

That sixteenth summer flew by
Like a 747 cutting cross a blue sky
XX faded off of our hands
Couple photo booth pics is all we got left

July, I'm

scatter slugs enter in your back
And come out your bladder
Ratta tatta when I'm busting on a rata
I'm screaming "Off with your head"
Like the mad hatter,

birdie, so fly, fly, fly 

Now the young folks are selling off the old home place, cutting all the timber down
I sit and sing in the evening shade but

Rainfall rainfall, come until the pain's gone
Wash away the small-talk cutting me like chainsaws
AWOL, change blue views with the cray pas
Sketch it

Your nervous letter
To tiny dancer

Prostitution
Sell those children
Come and take your
Last goodbye

Take off the facе you wish you wore
Cutting
While

inside of me

Setting off for my vision quest so that I am free

From the blood of my broken sword

From the blood of my broken sword you are free

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to leave it all behind
You keep hiding behind a veil of lies
Cutting out the missing pieces just to save yourself?
Oh, what a disaster piece of shit you made

or so it seems
And you either sewing seams or cutting 'em
Dudes that'll kill for you and still don't know your government
But know the way you fuck

Forget about the game I'm a spit the truth,
I won't stop till I get em in they birthday suits
So gimmie the rhythm and it'll be off with they clothes
Then

As a statue in the mist 
Bloody sword up to the sky
Another name checked off the list
Another song came out as a sigh

But here comes the Dynamite
He’s got

before you


Die
Die
Die for me
Die for me
Die
And realize
Your destiny is just to
Die for me
Die for me


You lay there in despair
My fingers cutting