Well it ain't nobody's goddamn business how my baby treats
So ya' think I got an evil mind, well, I'm
Well I'm afraid that the circles we've been drinking ourselves
Well I've been working on becoming what I am
In this
We're kids building models of a world that we might
This is a love song to the rubble we've been
So I dip this pen in arsenic
I write a song
I don't believe in cops, bosses, or politicians
some call that
Well, I've been smokin' bongs,
and I've been singin' songs,
and I've
I swear that someday
I'll tell you without lieing
I was born
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