| Styrofoam cup of mud in my good hand | |
| Disembodied voice of | |
| God in the trash can | |
| Eyes in the ashes, feeling for the future | |
| Sleeping through the steak out, researching the rumor | |
| My old motor and mattress of memories | |
| First you were embarrassed, but how could you not be | |
| Tangled in teenage mum at the movies | |
| Your voice ran out out of words, it was awkward and homey | |
| Gospel in your belly, they aim a little lower | |
| Back into the bleachers, spoke as it's owner | |
| Syndicate a sermon you sang from the raptors | |
| Anchors in your pockets, holding down the laughter | |
| Tearing up your mind, your lust and your ego | |
| Slingshot a martyr to speed your libido | |
| Perish grows to jelly, blissful and wasted | |
| Your fish knew | |
| I consult them pictures of them naked | |
| You're complicating your worst mixed messes | |
| You built them burned to bridge | |
| And scattered all your crumbs at the cliff | |
| She wants me, she'll swim for it | |
| Brother, can you spare your arms or your arrows? | |
| Thunder clap's arising, | |
| I think that | |
| I should go home | |
| To the days when back barns, it melts me | |
| Nineteen ninety six and you're waiting there to tell me"I didn't die, you dreamed it, you dreamed itI'm as alive as your backward intentionsSorry that I tricked you, you had to focusPut yourself together, clear out, you got this" | |
| But for all that effort | |
| The slow burned struggle | |
| I forgot where you live | |
| She swept away the clues from the cliff, you're lost now | |
| She swept away the clues from the cliff, you're lost now | |
| She swept away the clues from the cliff, you're lost now | |
| Remembering | |
| She swept away the clues from the cliff, you're lost now | |
| Remembering |
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