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Crashed my body, pale, bruised into them
Last night I found a CD in my car. Burned, sharpie scribbled on it
The title of that top 40 hit

the swamp
All they have are the words
Scribbled name on the turf
And materials that never had worth
Lifeless, nigga
Lifeless in La
Lifeless with no fucking

lean on my pen but my pen takes issue
The words don’t exist screamed a ledger left vacant
But I couldn’t resist so I scribbled to frame it
Yes the colors

The hieroglyphics of a life gone right
The scribbled sketches of a raving duplet
It's no surprise we can't deny
The missing piece is just a welcome distraction

Oh,

Why I feel so empty then?
Can't escape this indecision
These scribbled notes are my passion, why I let you think less?
Music screaming in my ears is

It would make Dostoevsky's black-pilled pen
Torpedo from a scribbled parchment
And burrow in his bloated throat
This fucking hell haven, man
Scandals

The future paints a crooked smile
The colour painted thick to hide the process
The truth is drying quick behind
The rushed strokes and the scribbled

The risks I take be off the dribble
My moves be calculated this is not scribbled
In the hills way before a deal I keep grinding
In my vans doing my

Yeah, I don't know like
I like, scribbled some ideas
It might sound cool for like, the intro or something
I don't even know
Fuck it
Yeah, look
Need

No pressed lips, though
I want you to take away all of the lessons Make sense of the written
The scribbled and sketches
I'm back on my bullshit
My

broke-ass Honda
Odyssey prophecy, God, they were mocking me awkwardly
In solemnity I stand, with a dried up pen in hand
Scribbled my riddles in triples,

SHARP SENSES, COOL DEGREES
TOO SOON TO SAY, YOU SEE
OH,  EE

I QUICKLY SCRIBBLED DOWN SOMETHING
ON A PIECE OF PAPER

I THOUGHT ABOUT YOU ALL THESE

scribbled on a page reflect the state that I have been in
An imbalance of faith and serotonin

Here I am, like before
Anxious and insecure
Something has felt

of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time has gone, the song is over
Thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I

the asthma don’t allow her
Swear I’ma buy a nose for her
Scribbled this rubbish just to tell you how much I love you
Apart from him beyond the sky
There’s

claiming to believe in yourself
What do you mean?
Remaining silent only words being scribbled to the page
Your whole existence has been put into question

coming back
She handed Foster the tear-stained note scribbled by a hurried hand that read 
I have to go, I'm so sorry, I'll always love you

Foster felt

fallen so far already
But you had so far to go
You sent me a postcard
Scribbled with terrible poetry
I couldn't read your writing
I could never read your

her throat.
And she's crying in a napkin, scribbled with words I wrote.

Oh Edie. Oh Edie. Oh Edie, please don't go -

Cause the band is playing,

time after time
Got my cranberry stocked up
I bet that topic needs some feedback
She scribbled her momentos
And I couldn’t wait to read that
The bitter

lines
That you scribbled to focus on on those thunderstorms
Clouding up your mind

Only time you'll know, you'll know how to feel
Is when you hold your

Scribbled vows on a torn sheet
Of paper we took from a diner near Ballona Creek
The ink pilled words that were stuck within
We swore to each other

better, ooh
I'm not good at writing love letters, ooh
I scribbled out and had to lap that, ooh
Handwriting bad, I scratched that, ooh 
I thought I had

quietly I scribbled down this tune

She tried her best to have the best intentions
In as much as intentions can be
She wonders why do bad things have