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COMING TO YOU LIVE FROM A PILE OF YARN

The eternal quest for justice

Do fixes fix

Was it something I was there for

Were you someone I was here for

Waiting in your knuckle wrinkles

Who will wake up tied to a riot

Walking around birdhouse city

Being watched by the ones who was dishes

What is on trial exactly

The history of women who ordered salads

What did the naysayer say

Where the fuck did all these socks come from

Every Friday night I touch their heads and say this

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