| Honestly, I’m as hollow as a zombie seems
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| Autumn leaves have fallen, but this fall is full of somber things
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| I saw a dream as I wandered where a pond’s beneath
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| I wanna sink, but the bottom of it’s not in reach
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| I’m on a beach walking towards the waves, rocks in jeans
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| Virginia Woolf felt these pocket seams
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| The hallows sing like it’s Halloween
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| Howling, Hallow’s Eve’s
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| Themes that the shallow breeds scream in a harmony
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| Authoring includes dotting I’s and crossing T’s
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| For a biography hollow eyes don’t wanna read
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| I sharpen teeth on their hearts until applause is reached
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| I’m not a king in this kingdom full of novelty
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| Moonchild, do you dream about me?
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| When you want to go deeper, won’t you feel my reaper?
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| In your chest, as you breathe
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| Suffocating your soul
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| Why keep your dreams in me
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| Honestly, I’m a part of all the wrong I see
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| Wanna see God, I hope the opposite of God is not in me
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| I ponder deep thoughts and want 'em free
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| Monitoring a heart that beats off the beaten path of sovereignty
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| I gotta sing in proper keys to get the proper keys
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| Open locks with these, bada-bing im in and then I’m off to sleep
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| All I see’s an odyssey of odder scenes
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| Odd, it seems so obvious this audience is not for me
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| Monsters seem to offer me some awful dreams
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| I’m Harmony Korine meets a darker being it seems
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| I walk discreet to not be seen by gossip queens
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| When this author needs to polish off a vodka shot or three
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| Noddin' off and weak, marijuana leaves, ganja trees
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| Pot or weed, anything you wanna call it’s peace
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| Just as long as this solace keeps
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| I’m not complete ‘til the songs I sing resolve the grief
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| It’s a cacophony, properly, problem need to pop a b-
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| Lood vessel, stressful when I cop a plea
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| Apostrophe, claims ownership of property
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| Probably I’ll never know, cause it’s not my thing
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| I gotta leave
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| Life is beautiful
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| Really, it is
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| Full of beauty and illusions
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| Life is great
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| Without it, you’d be dead
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| Monsters seem to offer me some awful dreams
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| I’m Harmony Korine, meets a darker being it seems |