rattling around in my mind
is the disguise of everyone's hype
taken to lightly
to be taken nightly
with food, if you're a smarty
pants
on my legs one at a time
so not to rush perfection
but I must be at an intersection
of recollection
profiting off my Sunday collection
there's no need for protection
I've already been neglected
and haggled for scrap and
elected to be the bad guy
in a yellow sky
velvet lines control our minds
to tell us we are not a certain kind
they aren't very kind
when they are separate from us
they will always be your bitch on the side
still straining for a grander design
then this whole life
made with some hope and dice
giving chance control of our hands
before we can dance in the sands
of the Sahara
lookin' farther away
then when I first came to this place
that was the birthplace of the great bang
that called to its husband like a dying fire
with crackling desire
help us God see you are the entire
at the beginning of this
massage short so you can get the most
from the beast coast
spring load

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