Chainsong to daisy chain.
Endless razor
To the brain.
A lesson in
The good migrane
Time to dust the dawn
I don’t know
I answer yes
I’m innocent
I confess
I test the limit
I can’t rest
Time to dust the dawn
My fever
Out of tune
I threw an empty
At the moon
They wrote a book
It was too soon
Must’ve been my story
The party’s over
So they say
Do yourself a favor
Get out of the way
Throwing knives
Is yesterday
I pay me respects to the dirt
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