I'm writing these words like the fool that I amTrying
Anti everything
(Live in Richard Roger's doorways)
I care nothing
(Lives at the
So what do I believe in
I walked away from a
Being a boy's like sucking on a lemon
And I judge
Being a boy's like sucking on a lemon
And I judge
Being a boy's like sucking on a lemon
And I judge
Being a boy's like sucking on a lemon
And I judge
This room's dimensions
I know them off by heart by now
They're
The beauty of a butterfly that turns into something new
And
Fingers severed on a mirrors edge
Isolated with no respect
Conversation has
My book of Mormon wrapped in Turin
And it seems inferior
You see my fear looks like laughter
That's why you'll never
And there's someone always laughing over me
A taste of my
Roll on up and queue in line
All you need is
In the sand you used to lay
You'd be there at
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