I lay on the bed in the dark
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Laughing at things i think of
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Getting off on the pornography of my past
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Lighting matches and dropping them
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Into a wet glass
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It’s summer now and it’s hot
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And the sweat pours out
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And the air is the same as my body
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And i breathe my body inside out
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With sunlight around my skin turns brown
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And you wouldn’t know me from your pa
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Or Adam or Allah
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But I haven’t changed
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No I haven’t changed
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Day is all that resolves
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All we need is here on earth
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About every other day
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Scratchmarks on my knees since I’ve been running
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The bramble lee
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When I’d much rather be wanting to be
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Running the loping
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Peace on your hand
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Don’t be silly
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But peace on my body
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When tired and beaten
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All we need is here on earth
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About every other day
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Oh to live in the country
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With a chicken and those other things
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Where the hills loping
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Where the dress and the hair in the river
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Undulating
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To take a wife and no paper
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Never again to wonder
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Did that rapper rape her
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All we need is here on earth
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About every other day
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Running the Loping
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| Smog |
