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You'd better find a way, you'd better do it soon
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It's like the middle of May and you've only got 'til June
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You've found force to watch you touch the torch to that spoon
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Even one more time, I swear to God I'm gonna implode
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Sky's too high to hold; too thick to pet
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So fold up your two-bits and hide them in your wallet
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In your pocket full of trauma, in love notes you wrote to the angels
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Gathered around the pole, crude and star-strangled
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The band turned; married in the bed made from propaganda
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I've roamed the avenues of humility
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And I've kept a toothbrush in the glove compartment
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Next to the napkins
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For when I'm finally priveliged and touched with a permanent address
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But now I'll be relaxed after this gin and tonic
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And I'll bless your track after the impact of a comet
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And I'll pay the mortgage after I finish paying homage
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I promise, consider it accomplished!
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For every cigarette butt that's tried to climb out of my ashtray
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Signifies another phase in this cascade
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The great mind, great migraine
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We think it's difficult enough to just live much less gain
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Well I put my two bucks on the table just like the sign says
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Proceeded to ask God to give me one good reason why we shouldn't perish
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She says it's careless since we are, unstable as we seem
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Selected few of y'all have found something to cherish
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I countered that, maybe just to be argumentitve, I don't know
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But I was like yo, can't we spare the ones that are worth it?
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She was like NO, I need the comparisons
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I think she could tell by the way I responded that I'm getting a little nervous
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So I went far left and just said thank you
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Thank you for the time, for the mind
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For the breath, for the flesh
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Thank you for the quest, thank you for the vision
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This vision that spawns anxiety trying to see
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and feel why I'm living
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Time is money, every moment is costly
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So I ration emotion because existance exhausts me
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Oddly enough, I'm happy I ain't famous
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Imagine waking up to the fact that you're simply entertainment
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I bet god thinks you're amusing
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They're All Gonna Laugh @ You
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