Rosetta Stoned
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All righty then. Picture this if you will.
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Grabbed at 2am and actually eating a, you know a box of crispy cr쮕es.
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I might need as I approach site area 51 contemplating the hoax.
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Of people thinking we just took a flaming
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Stale banana-split-the-skylight.
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Well one opened up we'd expect to see in A place like THIS.
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Code red I'll put us in a diamond setting.
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Right on my Birkenstocks in the open.
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HOLY FUCKING SHIT!
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Holy Fucking shit!
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Holy Fucking shit!
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Holy Fucking shit!
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Holy fucking shit!
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Holy Fucking Shit...Holy Fucking Shit...Holy Fucking Shit.
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Let the X-file be entered
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As some kind of blue creature
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I hate it when it stows a meteor in my bathroom
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If you look at your appearance for a
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moment you can see.
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Another banana bourbon enema
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Someone hovered above my buckeyes.
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My daily chore.
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Maybe I'll run over the upper lid but all I could think was...
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Careful to mark your girlfriends 17 fucking cats
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The sewer line is waiting.
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Like an apparition he had me crying out.
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Fuck me.
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Sodomy.
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A dead head chemistry.
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Bladder problems won't stifle me.
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If I can't make it,
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people who are watching see.
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And after calming me down with some orange slices and some needle spooning.
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He revealed to me a
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Singular purpose, he said you are the chosen one.
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The one who will deliver the message.
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A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
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and a warning for those who do not.
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Me? The chosen one,
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They chose me.
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And I didn't graduate from fucking high school.
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you be..tter.
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you be..tter.
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you be..tter.
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you better listen.
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He looked right through me
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with somniferous almond eyes.
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Don't even know what that means
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must remember to write it down.
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This is so real.
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Like the time he floated away.
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See my heart is pounding,
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cause this shit never happens to me.
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CAN'T BREATHE, RIGHT NOW!
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It was so real.
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Like I woke up in Wonderland
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also a bit terrifying.
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I don't want to be alone when I tell this story
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and can anyone tell me why?
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All the sudden my peanuts dance?
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Will I ever be coming down?
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This is so real.
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Finally it's my lucky day.
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See my heart is racing,
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cause this shit never happens to me.
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CAN'T BREATHE, RIGHT NOW!
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You believe me don't you, please believe what I just said, see they're telling true
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and this wasn't all in my head.
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See they took me by the hand and invited me right in,
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then they showed me something.
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I don't even know where to begin.
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STRAPPED DOWN MY BED, FEET COLD AN EYES RED
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I'M OUT MY HEAD, AM I ALIVE, AM I DEAD.
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CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT THEY SAID.
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GOD DAMN SHIT THE BED!
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(high...I I I I I....high.. I I I I I)
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(high)
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[repeated]
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Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
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Such a heavy burden now to be the one.
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Born to bear and read to all
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the details of our ending.
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to write it down for all the world to see.
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But I forgot my pen, shit the bed again, typical.
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STRAPPED DOWN MY BED, FEET COLD AN EYES RED
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I'M OUT MY HEAD, AM I ALIVE, AM I DEAD.
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SUNKIST AND SUDAFED, GYROSCOPES AND INFRA RED, WON'T HELP, BRAIN DEAD,
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CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT THEY SAID.
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GOD DAMN SHIT THE BED!
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I...!!!
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CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT THEY SAID TO ME
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CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT THEY SAID TO ME
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MADE OUT TO BE, A HERO!!!
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Can't remember what they said.
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OH NO, HELP NOW.
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Can't remember what they said.
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DON'T KNOW.
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WON'T KNOW.
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[repeated]
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GOD DAMN SHIT THE BED!
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Rosetta Stoned
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