A fish would much rather swim.
A shark would much
Everybody sits around
Everybody lets me down
Everybody plays the clown
Everybody
I am the palm tree, a reconstruction. I am a
We won't thank you
We won't thank you
We won't thank you
We
leaves all along, dry and piled
leaves all along, a bouquet
The trouble with all our names
The trouble is all the
She comes rolling in possessed with the purple-sky blues andthe
A wait, we knowseems likely, i knowthis pateince goessafe-keeping, i
Drinking from a text book, full of fake wine.gulping to
Wwith a fear that dictates devotion, we'll consume our demiseand
Try to play around with wordsand redress the consecrated messof
I believe you. we believe you, now.we're learning the pace.we're
It's hard to see the beauty of equillibrium when your
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