Текст песни
The
same
dust
can't
stay,
I
gotta
clean,
or
I
can't
think
Resort
to
cantankerous
means
on
the
cash
play,
rat
races
The
cheese
sit
in
the
trap,
wait
It
snap,
then
we
break
somethin'
reachin'
for
me
from
the
waist
These
days,
I'm
mindful
of
what
I
embrace
Operating
on
an
empty
tank,
spank
me,
fumes
fueling
a
flame
My
grandfather
spoke
13
languages
Somehow
never
had
nothing
to
say
to
Boot
Raymond
Sensed
hazel,
made
sense
of
it
through
prayer
Booze
is
a
fool's
fragrance
Epilam,
the
glue
that
saved
us
Through
his
brain
getting
chipped
away
at
daily
His
body
on
a
road
where
his
mind
flailed,
funeral
weightless
No
beluga,
no
Bob,
just
mood
swingin'
True
pain,
I
couldn't
eat
or
sleep
for
seven
days
Maimed
me,
I
ain't
weak
Keep
changing
for
the
better,
what
to
do
when
your
job
thankless
In
the
middle
of
the
marsh
where
mosquitoes
chomp
ankles
Swamp
marching
on
on
the
quest
for
my
lost
halo,
God
(lost
halo,
God)
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