The taste is never so outrageous
Just fucking must
Entertain the whole damn lotta ya
Born to breath something or some line on into ya
When did they say they would come for me
When was it they said everything starts making far more sense
On my bottom buck, ain’t no time, no money for rent…
When was it again?
These things need to be rectified, do I need to be more eccentric…
Make a wrong impression ’til all eyes are narrow – fixed upon me!!?
What the fuck can it be… Carry a trademark all over me!!?
Remember just born to breath something or some line on into ya

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