monkey spit and other tales

[westlakethug]

after all you know that you are lost
you cannot hide forever behind the pentcost
im just the first to point this out
theres no need for anger or for you to pout
youve lost your edge at such a young age
hard as nails before youre fragile as a page
i swear theres more to life than chasin ghosts
ive been that way its only led from coast to empty coast

gum sticks to my toes but i dont seem to care
with so much to see so much out there
why would such a little thing take you to the ground
ive cannot be the pacifist whos hit and stays around
so get away get away strike me from your eyes
im not so generous so why are you so suprised
combine all your hatred sell it in a book
cuz all that seems to matter is its being looked
tension is my master squeezing at my head
hes dried up the river and turned it blood red
cant you see this way is not a way at all
you passed right by spring eternally in fall
these are the things that i must learn to quit
cuz in the end all its worth is a pile of monkey spit

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