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Prawns

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Prawns

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Yo

It rained, pixelated rituals through connected dots

And stopped depressive intervals of big pathetic system pops

Lie down

My sky bound fragments of a mind, drown

I ride madness on the land mines in my mouth

And my crown is shining like a thousand bright diamonds

With a crowded mind vibrant

In a clouded mic, silence

It's bliss

Something in the wind explained a simple song

With every lyric intertwined with images and printed wrong

And not a single thing's forgot

When deep within my mingled pot

Of every single thing that we can think of when we think to stop

It's not a lot, but trust me it's my universe

I'll burst the fucking music out the human in a lucid verse

I guess some people feed off the drugs and effects

While these other people dream about the money and sex

I see people being feeble when they're juggling debt

Me, I'm living like a human being, love or respect

I guess some people feed off the drugs and effects

While these other people dream about the money and sex

I see people being feeble when they're juggling debt

Me, I'm living like a human being, love or respect

There ain't a single fucking thing I won't explore within

Force it in

I take the biggest portion, bored, I pour the gin

There ain't a flying pig or universe I could ignore

I simply see the purest love in everything you're looking for

There ain't a friend I could've banned

Oh man I'd die for mine

The one thing I keep inside my mind is sticking right beside

There ain't a simple pickled reason why I'm such a dick

Maybe it's because the times you've seen me, I'm just fucking pissed?

Trust in this

There ain't an evil bone inside my skin

And I ain't here to cry alone and play the tiny violin

I'm just thinking

Triple gin slings on a crystallized bed of silver skin is what I sink in

So chin chin

Raise a glass, a snorkel and a spout

Drink away your boredom, take an awkward little bow

Now struggle with the force in your house

Now you're juggling these mother fucking prawns in your mouth

Move by

Man I'm too high

Sucking on these prawns in the moonlight

Move by

Man I'm too high

Sucking on these prawns in the moonlight

Move by

Man I'm too high

Sucking on these prawns in the moonlight

Move by

Man I'm too high

Sucking on these prawns in the moonlight

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