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"Wait, I really don't have the guts for this, it must have been abstracted with my appendix, or maybe it grows with my wisdom teeth. Wait, it might be such a stretch, it's not my fault legally, I'll dial the doctors now, you're right I never was a man for the law. Please don't walk away in defeat. Wait, I haven't lost my courage on the rocks, I haven't quite found the words to use. I'm not sure they make the cards to break this ice. Wait; Please wait until our socks are bitterly soaked, until we have to roll up our pants, until the giraffes flee to row boats. Please don't walk away in anger darling, exit gracefully like the evening's sunset, enter the scene starting with a dial tone, tightrope over these razorblade complications. Cutting myself, almost everyday, let it feel so real, let me taste the pain. One day we'll live in igloos on the Galapagos, 'till then let's remember the Atlantic air in-between our hands...The worms are moving, the grass is growing, flowers are blooming, the leaves are dropping, the birds are chirping, clouds are forming, the sun is burning, self medication never ends...I taught you how to hate, you taught me how to love too. This is how I lost my mind on you. This is our final dance, you taught me how to love and I taught you how to hate; everything is based off of you. Isn't it funny how we lost control, or how I lost my mind on you?"" "So back it up and up to down, down, downtown, don't you tell me wrong. Choose your battle of words, that rule the world, it's in our heads anyway." "Self serve friends, who are friends for a second, I second that notation, it feels so intense?" "Intensely fishing without a hook, line, and sinker, I sank to bottom, we'll bottoms up to you." "Please inject some instant karma in to my instant coffee. Soon, soon, soon, with the rope in the kitchen, all the answers will be on their way." "Which shall I be, a warlock or a priest, a pagan, christian or an evangelist?" "Pledge my alliance in the name of science, follow the moth into the fire." "Getting my head in a bit twist, what does it matter when your enemies are my friends?" "Take what you've got, take comfort, in that everything you know, or seen will soon be a non existent dot." "Who'll save the world that claims there is no saving?" "An illusion or delusion of grandeur." "Half of what I say is bliss, the other half is meaningless, comfortable lines, waiting for the clock to heal us." "Lost and found, but never touched, another beating heart is lost: Interesting lies, waiting for the clock to heal us." "Alone in our rooms, miserable, a tornado or an owl, come back and isolate the balance. Nothing is real; your heart on your sleeve," "just another lie, transcend the pride, oh the chemicals. "Take your time, nothingness is something and something is nothing." We are the locust, annihilate your redemption We are clever, clever lines But the science is in the time of the delivery Spaced in sporadic time If you jump in, I will jump in too Who will save your soul? If you strike the match then I'll let it shower over you Drink down the chemicals I am the future, am the scene I am the logic, I am the dream (Flying on borrowed wings) Build it up, just sit back and relax, burn away (Flying on borrowed wings) We are just shadows, take advantage of this ego trip Let's dream to make our movies, let's make movies of our dreams Starring in our own little scripts, just take advantage of this ego trip Who would play your role and intelligent unknown? Or an up and comer or a blockbuster hero? I am the fever, just expired on the inside And I am itchin' for the trigger Or I am waiting to detonate all over you Please, please, you decide Time is the dark spot on all of our lungs Salvation or defecation? I am your church, your science, your imaginary Savior All hail the game of chance I am the future, am the scene I am the logic, I am the dream (Flying on borrowed wings) Build it up, just sit back and relax, burn away (Flying on borrowed wings) This is the worst trip, this is the worst trip This is emergency, so go, go, go, go back and get it This is the worst trip, this is the worst trip This is emergency, so go, go, go, go back and get it This is the worst trip, this is the worst trip This is emergency, so go, go, go, go back and get it This is the worst trip, this is the worst trip This is emergency, so go, go, go, go back and get it This is the worst trip, this is the worst trip This is emergency, so go, go, go, go back and get it This is the worst trip, this is the worst trip This is emergency, so go, go, go, go back and get it The strychnine's benign Dissolve your cyanide Enchant all my lies Discretely confined Coagulate my designs Am I seeing so clear Original sin is a hoax.

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