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Too much to handle
in the start of a daydream
I don’t care to explain
the resonance has stopped along with all the trains
the slot of onslaughts and triple in terror these boys will be born against
trample the hearts of the purists of nights
and sic on us the dogs of love
and start it from the front
hurry hurry hurry
can’t find that fucking sound
like we did the other night
where worry is thin
and out of control is where most of us stay
common chameleon and the greens and blues unseen
if we can make the show we’ll have to see what we got going
acting not for sure
confusion is my lonely companion
I hardly even noticed
it’s not my day tonight
and running around in circles, seem to take up most of my time
All alone in basking glory in the blood that can’t be mine there’s so much you can think of shipping one
All aboard this boat goes to crazy town dirt bag city, Chillville USAFA motherfucker if I knew the answer, I have to charge ya. We’re all at a jokes the mission was made.

Cody Cleen 2023

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