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heard you say I don't look quite right
I got crazy I don't feel alright
skin bones in the back of my brain
bus stop smell cold in my vein
got stopped by a cop outside of school
he told me stop frontin stop bein a fool
I told him I didn't quite like his genes
he messed me up so I had him leave
I hung some posters on the wall
thin as ice out in the hall
cop came back ask for money and crash
I gave him some n he made dash
heard him call to the night
the day is over he felt no fright
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Demonster
01:00
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Trippin'
03:29
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Lost all her friends
Didn't know what to do
She didn't know how to cope
Didn't know that she was blue
I didn't know what to say
Given that I was a fool
Didn't know if it was cool
To tell her she just had to pray
Problematic
Talk to the wall
Mind is cinematic
And then you fall
Take out the trash
You know how to
Silicon flash
My thoughts aloof
To stairways airways
I fight my luck
Not the sky is the limit
But I don't want no bang for my buck
Diplomatic
But no James Bond
Goodbyes are dramatic
If you can cry you can be fond
It's no wonder I'm wandering
My itchy feet are settling dust
The land of my dreams is calling
It's California or bust
We're together but alone
Want to call each other home
And our Mexican friend's in jail
I gave them money to pay his bail
I want it to start
I want it all
A plastic ring
A Mustang rehaul
My friends to be crazy
No rain in the fall
And no more be lazy
No longer to stall
A night date with Luna
Day date with the sun
Better late than sooner
Or you'll have to run
Get down in the morning
Get high after noon
And stop the forlorning
'Cause it's almost June
Explore the West Coast
And the Hollywood Hills
Where listening to funk-rock
Gives me surreal chills
Doctor, doctor
Who's gonn' pay your bills?
A lung replacement
In the Pacific, I'll need gills
Ventura Highway
Spend our days in the sun
Spend our nights in your bed
Where we can have as much fun
Doctor, doctor
Can't you cure my blues?
I'm not even there
But already 'fraid to lose everything
Yeah yeah yeah
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Canyon
01:29
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Friends, why do you treat me so low?
I extend a mistletoe
All I wanted, all I craved
Tarmac flowed, a road was paved
Friends, why took you all I had?
Rip my innards out instead
All I asked and all I cried for
Was a flask to contain the tide
Of the blood that flowed
Friends of mine are friends of yours
Sitting seaside on the shores
All I'm saying, all I advise
Listen not to any lies
Or seeds will be sowed
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