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so the deeper I get into
Shit, I can't recall the last
Time I was forgetful
Falling on a thin line, might die, I hurt you
Praying for the best
Open

of fate and
Some are poor with nofood on their plate
Some stand out while others blend
Some are fat and stout while some are thin
Some are friends and some

and now
He was the realm's last hope

Rhylian sneaked in the keep
Wearing the magic clothing from the Woodland
Then vanished into thin air and killed

heart
He didn't care if I was thin or pretty
And he was mine until we hit first grade
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Then he woke up

Last night I dreamed a horse

c trill artist I peel off and the engine go vroom vroom
That's real carbon out the exhaust hit the pedal go zoom zoom
Got a little partridge in

everythin'
Keeps the walls kicked in
Until we do it again
Hoo

I got the phantom buzz
I suck it in, out, ah
I can't get enough
I'm fucked up
I'm

what we will become
'Cause there's a power in belief
This is the power of belief

So, exploit every damn accent
Till that bullshit trend wears thin

pocket?

Use my imagination to sin
Can't cough up the key to get in
Knocked up by a dead man
I'm thin, I'm alone in baby-making
Every fucking day

Trees cut around the telephone wire
Dropped out to watch a race car go by
Sit down to drink a Miller Lite
You really liked to stay inside

just goes out the window
I lose myself in just a moments impulse
I'm tip-toed, one foot on the thin rope
Breathe wrong, I take it as an insult
It can be

starting to show

Pure gold, needles of gold
Weave them in thin, for the sunbeams shooting through
The white page I’m painting for you
Mixing up the colours

in a race, I'm on the goddamn ass

20K just for my watch, I'm with a bad ass, lil' thot
Finna get her to the spot, pop a Per'c and wear her out

One half of my two oldest friends Took a job til the summers end
A wonder show and a pop up tent Kicking dust in every small town

An out of work

We would barely speak out on the balcony
But in front of everybody, we'll act happily

And I swear, everything is fickle and it's hard to tell it's

His shadow stalks along the tombstones at night
Sniffing out graves, hungering for what's inside
Led by an obituary towards recent graves still

trust you, but my trusting skills thin as plastic
I ain't gon' lie, if I find out you fucking off, all this shit gettin' canceled
Next day, whole new

heart
He didn't care if I was thin or pretty
And he was mine until we hit first grade
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Then he woke up

Last night I dreamed a horse

Born on a blood moon
The other side of the sun
c little light for everyone
I've stretched myself too thin
Mine can't be the womb that you were in