The solar panel's shining face
Is smiling back on me
Twisting off
No conviction in your numb mind
A hidden cell of chemicals
Keep
I've got a catacomb with fur covered Styrofoam
So come over
I got high on scrapings from my nails
Now I'm back
Right now we're sick of everything
Tonight we'll bind up our
Leo woke up in his bed again
Startled by all his
I sprained my will lying in bed
Counting the pores across
Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into
I'll show you a trick with
ants when
The sun's high in
Sometimes pearshaped
women meltdown
Onto concrete
Splashing sun and
sidewalk ins
At the start we jumped far,
And got dizzy,
With the many
DOWN BY THE RAILROAD TRACKS I WILL ENJOY YOU
CAN'T FEEL
I do believe it's coming
Don't dread it's approach
The only preference
Swiftly losing patience
can't decide a move
pick from the bottom on
all of my unmatched disciples
floating minions laying mines
said he didn't
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