| OFF THE TABLE what did you mean to say? the sun can't make a day when colors blur and all is lost it's a longer trip to take the ocean's bottled up in me but i can't hear you calling me i'm not drunk enough to stop the day so you teeth another body under this sun-shooting gun at least you don't have and live with out it the answer is there is none the ocean's bottled up in me but i can't hear you calling me i'm not drunk enough to stop today the incense fell ease as i watch my rubber mind am i still alive? |
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