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On a sunny afternoon in lower east side New York...

You about ready? (Yeah)
Good morning my sweet vision of morbid disorder
And Good evening wonderful riddance and such
Maybe today I'll touch the burgundy halo
Trimming the tunnels and of in with tenants
Spangled cross a more tangible premise
?? it needs splinters all up in day-tripper visuals
Take it easy man, fuck it I'll take it any way I can
My palms are generous
When I witness fury scurry past my window
Model city in a bottle plugged hostile
Its bliss kissin pollutin
And a billion suckers pucker in a bind
Maybe the sunken ship is the treasure
No, but they insist it man
I try to Spin me dizzy spongin
Up to giving dungeons functions
As opposed to art historians absorbed inside assumptions
Everybody pop your knuckles when the style divorces vertical
Marveling at the spite with which it curdled
Outside my tenement grows a little warmth
From out the mugs of masons wasted
Laying bricks for days to later find they owned the lot adjacent
Mark the blasphemy elements of elogance and savagery
Murder the gossip, fuck it run off happily
The broken spoke cyclers chokin open doctors they as born fetus
In a matchbox conveniently padlocked to the hammer base
Now these impurities embedded in five illiterates textiles
Shedded in the hell tale to motivate blind suspended leverage
Now i'm drowning in a pool of why are you here
Sabotage with my beats the burden pertainance of if I die this year
My name is Dryspell
My name is pillar
My name's allegiance
My name is flagrant
My name's a thousand steps from patience
But I'm sick and tired of waiting
My name's Polaris
My name is canvas
My name is lowlife
My name's intention
My name is every imperfection that plays a part in my descension
My name is carnival
My name is posture
My name is polarized
My name is evidence
My name is delicate approach from symettricating my fellowship
My name's Possessive
My name is cordial
My name is Igloo
My name is captivate
My name is contaminate the rich
And clock the profits for the captain's sake

Let us hope that the horrors of evil
No longer loiter on the doorstep of your past

Circle of sandbags drag the shield a meal the meaty hand grabs
I'm splitting hopes at your local Acropolis
Opulence in a cockpit not the pocket for them born with a ??
Sunk to rest while they've exhausted the art of drunken address
Exhibit fracture lines that converge towards where the hackers whine
Where trappers slack the traps
Unlatch the catch then cover up his trackers line
That will make his majesty furious
Oh bury his head and how could I have been so dense
If only, yeah but I'm lonely
My days graze normalcy then morbidly crash
My years breathe honesty then sardonically laugh
Alas, I dig my toes in to the sand and spit foliage out my lips Personifying mankind's end all aspirations
Hope floats...
No, hope sinks like broken boats and most harassed before provoked
I'm tossing darts at a map of the arts to pick up where you choked
And when the last leaf falls off the branches of resonance
I'll be waiting with my butterfly net to collect the evidence
Well I am a room with poison oak scaling the sides
Arachnids on the celing, rugged thumb tacks, bones and rusty pipes
If you can squeeze between the bars
Enjoy my space employ my waste
In case the hand dealt by a stolen grace
Do you ever wish the circle wasn't square
So when landsharks start circling the borders
You could just cut them off at the corners
There's a ghost in the basket of values
Pertinent to, which cayak pilot succeeded in serving him proof
Now I'm surfin it through
So if you need me spread your wings to spell my name
Above the mess near the other funny requests
See bow to tolerant mannerisms of higher to win
To assist in a meticulous pick a part of cobweb skins
Of innocence
A child of timid instinct with that ten step ahead premise
Supply dust bowls before the zephyr was requested
Violent humble shoes ten shades of blues come off the difference
I grimace, took me one hours blink to conclude that sickly innocence
My name is Dryspell
My name is pillar
My name's allegiance
My name is flagrant
My name's a thousand steps from patience
But i'm sick and tired of waitin
My name's Polaris
My name is canvas
My name is lowlife
My name's intention
My name is every imperfection that plays a part in my descension
My name is carnival
My name is posture
My name is polarized
My name is evidence
My name is delicate approach from symettricating my fellowship
My name's Possessive
My name is cordial
My name is Igloo
My name is captivate
My name is contaminate the rich
And clock the profits for the captain's sake
My name is vagabond
My name is angel
My name is century
My name is hunter
My name is sunburst
My name is wildfire
My name is scrutinize
My name is basic
My name is consequence
My name is cigarettes
My name is cynical
My name is tolerance
My name is hallucinogen
My name is waterfall
My name is runaway
My name is alarm clock
My name is...
On a sunny afternoon in lower east side New York...      You about ready? (Yeah)   Good morning my sweet vision of morbid disorder   And Good evening wonderful riddance and such   Maybe today I'll touch the burgundy halo   Trimming the tunnels and of in with tenants   Spangled cross a more tangible premise   ?? it needs splinters all up in day-tripper visuals   Take it easy man, fuck it I'll take it any way I can   My palms are generous   When I witness fury scurry past my window   Model city in a bottle plugged hostile   Its bliss kissin pollutin   And a billion suckers pucker in a bind   Maybe the sunken ship is the treasure   No, but they insist it man   I try to Spin me dizzy spongin   Up to giving dungeons functions   As opposed to art historians absorbed inside assumptions   Everybody pop your knuckles when the style divorces vertical   Marveling at the spite with which it curdled   Outside my tenement grows a little warmth   From out the mugs of masons wasted   Laying bricks for days to later find they owned the lot adjacent   Mark the blasphemy elements of elogance and savagery   Murder the gossip, fuck it run off happily   The broken spoke cyclers chokin open doctors they as born fetus   In a matchbox conveniently padlocked to the hammer base   Now these impurities embedded in five illiterates textiles   Shedded in the hell tale to motivate blind suspended leverage   Now i'm drowning in a pool of why are you here   Sabotage with my beats the burden pertainance of if I die this year   My name is Dryspell   My name is pillar   My name's allegiance   My name is flagrant   My name's a thousand steps from patience   But I'm sick and tired of waiting   My name's Polaris   My name is canvas   My name is lowlife   My name's intention   My name is every imperfection that plays a part in my descension   My name is carnival   My name is posture   My name is polarized   My name is evidence   My name is delicate approach from symettricating my fellowship   My name's Possessive   My name is cordial   My name is Igloo   My name is captivate   My name is contaminate the rich   And clock the profits for the captain's sake      Let us hope that the horrors of evil   No longer loiter on the doorstep of your past      Circle of sandbags drag the shield a meal the meaty hand grabs   I'm splitting hopes at your local Acropolis   Opulence in a cockpit not the pocket for them born with a ??   Sunk to rest while they've exhausted the art of drunken address   Exhibit fracture lines that converge towards where the hackers whine   Where trappers slack the traps   Unlatch the catch then cover up his trackers line   That will make his majesty furious   Oh bury his head and how could I have been so dense   If only, yeah but I'm lonely   My days graze normalcy then morbidly crash   My years breathe honesty then sardonically laugh   Alas, I dig my toes in to the sand and spit foliage out my lips Personifying mankind's end all aspirations   Hope floats...   No, hope sinks like broken boats and most harassed before provoked   I'm tossing darts at a map of the arts to pick up where you choked   And when the last leaf falls off the branches of resonance   I'll be waiting with my butterfly net to collect the evidence   Well I am a room with poison oak scaling the sides   Arachnids on the celing, rugged thumb tacks, bones and rusty pipes   If you can squeeze between the bars   Enjoy my space employ my waste   In case the hand dealt by a stolen grace   Do you ever wish the circle wasn't square   So when landsharks start circling the borders   You could just cut them off at the corners   There's a ghost in the basket of values   Pertinent to, which cayak pilot succeeded in serving him proof   Now I'm surfin it through   So if you need me spread your wings to spell my name   Above the mess near the other funny requests   See bow to tolerant mannerisms of higher to win   To assist in a meticulous pick a part of cobweb skins   Of innocence   A child of timid instinct with that ten step ahead premise   Supply dust bowls before the zephyr was requested   Violent humble shoes ten shades of blues come off the difference   I grimace, took me one hours blink to conclude that sickly innocence   My name is Dryspell   My name is pillar   My name's allegiance   My name is flagrant   My name's a thousand steps from patience   But i'm sick and tired of waitin   My name's Polaris   My name is canvas   My name is lowlife   My name's intention   My name is every imperfection that plays a part in my descension   My name is carnival   My name is posture   My name is polarized   My name is evidence   My name is delicate approach from symettricating my fellowship   My name's Possessive   My name is cordial   My name is Igloo   My name is captivate   My name is contaminate the rich   And clock the profits for the captain's sake   My name is vagabond   My name is angel   My name is century   My name is hunter   My name is sunburst   My name is wildfire   My name is scrutinize   My name is basic   My name is consequence   My name is cigarettes   My name is cynical   My name is tolerance   My name is hallucinogen   My name is waterfall   My name is runaway   My name is alarm clock   My name is...
 
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