Текст песни Sanssouci Palace - Milo
I
have
been
alone
for
several
months
on
a
verge
of
a
level
up
Caught
in
a
shifting
paradigm
I've
known
the
strangest
pains
Played
the
language
games
And
won
a
couple
of
pissing
matches
in
my
time
Exchanging
love
tokens
Redefining
success
to
include
what's
broken
in
my
mind
I've
read
the
Wittgenstein
And
sat
staring
at
the
ceiling
Wondering
when
I'm
going
to
die
I
don't
need
to
be
comforted
I
don't
need
to
be
comforted
I
don't
need
comforts
in
the
form
of
Avril
Lavigne
singles
You're
the
dude
in
Clerks
getting
his
hand
caught
in
a
canister
of
Pringles
I'm
a
Squidbillies
animator
Rap
messiah
agitator
Chronic
bathroom
masturbater
I
wrote
it
so
you
could
in
fact
predict
it
And
later
tell
your
friends
you
contributed
to
this
picnic
Then
I
dramatically
took
my
mask
off
to
reveal
myself
for
what
I
am
A
confluence
of
cheap
thrills
An
impersonator
of
Will.i.am
With
a
mountain
of
messy
used
napkins
by
my
desktop
Inventor
of
a
genre
like
Dubstep,
but
with
less
drop
For
breakfast
a
can
of
buttermilk
biscuits
A
viscous
nitwit
Who
picks
at
shit
until
he's
surrounded
by
broken
idols
In
the
twilight
barricaded
with
bottles
of
open
Midol
Rider
of
waves
tidal
Writer
of
imaginary
titles
Like
the
Strider
But
with
pants
that
actually
fit
my
thighs
though
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1 Yafet's Song
2 Sanssouci Palace
3 Thatness and Whatness
4 You Are Go(o)d to Me
5 Buck 65's Knee
6 In Gaol (feat. Kool AD)
7 Salladhor Saan, Smuggler
8 Peanut Butter Sandwiches
9 Ought Implies Can and I Cannot
10 Objectifying Rabbits
11 Just Us (A Reprise for Robert Who Will Never Be Forgotten)
12 Gaudeamus Igitur (for Kang Min-gyu)
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