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[into_the_dirt]

ah, to scow-er the sky's looking for life. . .
instead of scanning your face. . .
. . .finding strife
a face of a fah-sawd
a face of a fake
its not so bad
its not so great
the lovely lady Skye,
the one I met while oh, oh so fucking high
she approached me last night
"say hello to all the things you'll ever know. . ."
its all just ahead of you, don't let them go
"you look to weave to and fro"
you'll never seem to know why, just where to go
ya'know?
do you?
do i?
do i like to get high?
i don't remember, but i think i lie
they told me i lie
all the time
no more sense in common logic
when there's no such thing as common sense
commonly sense-lees is more like it
commonly placed and commonly spaced
speaking of out of place
and less places to go
i have somewhere
and anywhere
to
go