wasted our lives
we wasted our time
i trickled out
creek
scraping chunks from
ice sculpture
i don't know
where i've been
for so long
i
Send my regards to those who suffer endlessly.
Send my regards
Crucified on a cross
In front of all my closest friends
Crucified
My greatest fear, I fantasized:
The days were long, the weeks
in the world
so many
useless bodies
so much traffic
in the world
so many
useles
i woke up
in the middle of the night
i called out
i
i take what i can, i give what i have
In the beginning the world was a map
Out through the
Sugar
My cousin Klash
He's got cash to spend
(to spend)
My cousin's in
I opened up my aim
I put cotton to flame
I saw
So long to the
the days you grow sad of
And you
try
Only when I dream but there's no way out
You learn
I was the corpse that spiraled out
Into phantom hallways
Jumping
Your hands are like ice picks
You're the king of rich
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