Part 1:
Still trying to make family
Out of anti matter
A little more off the cuff
I'd have mine would u rather?
If u don't mind
we are gathered
Here this day to give our daily
Bread
buttered scattered and battered
Into complex fractional geometrics patterns
No need to panic
Sir I planet like saturn
Like Mars to uranus
In the quest to be famous
Like shout out to shamus
Its shameless don't blame us
Or frame us
We just trying to get it in....
I'm dive bars and hand rolled cigars
In the back of the club
Hoping the reefer smoke blend in
She said her name cinnamon
Sugar spice
Some other synonyms
Shit to get you back on that
Yo remember her?
Yo you remember him?
And now its 9:36 in abo dabi
Twenty five years later
And they still hadn't found the body
Treat the ep
Like portraits of dorian grey
He begged her think twice
Before she went and pressed play
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