This is something without a name, on scribble sheets
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By weight, after all, or how are you doing there?
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I'll give it the same way. |
Word for word
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Are you a boy or a dancer? |
Do eggs interfere?
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Hey yo wassup my nigga honey
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Heaven is his house, heaven is his house
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Since then, God has kept the city for two
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The city and the chronicle of the district are sleeping soundly
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From house to house, so that the legs do not get tired
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It's something without a name
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This is forever in my memory. |
Those who are close to me
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I light a candle for them in a candelabra. |
Hey yo! |
Hey yo!
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For those who are drunk with us, I will doo-doo
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All on black in shorts
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In the yard on benches
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You know, you don't know how it is
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How is it not to know how you are there
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It's like a letter, like a postcard, like dreams, where are you alive
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These days on the face with a smile
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Somewhere out there far beyond
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Somewhere far, far away, beyond unearthly measures
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Full of secrets and ready to know them
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This is something without names PRA grabbed
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And we are crazy, mom, but we are in the pit with a shovel
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Money was spent zealously, but raised in squares
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A couple of months at home and it's time outside, like a watch
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It is not weed that kills, but Kafka, as on mats
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Cotton armor, we are always ready
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Failed bets in offices, fumes, city
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Cacti, the Sonoran Desert is more secret than Thor
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Four seasons restroom, mutilate heads
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Color black like the sun's bloodstains
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Wolves hardly saved sheep
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Neat as first, shh, mint orbit,
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But you are usually a bitch, there are ora, not oaths
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Do not shout! |
Wow! |
We are not alone here
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I brewed whips in a hungry year on chill!
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I'm tied to a place, but sometimes I unfasten
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I'm falling into the abyss, but I don't have time to buckle up
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Driven into a place where it's hard to get out
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Take me to childhood where it's warm and quiet
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Exhalation of wet air, light glare
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It's too late to educate us. |
Tear off and throw away
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Forgive my night soul
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And sorry...
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Around everything is quieter, and everything is deafer, and everything is darker |