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Further into the depths of into
Anything you are into
It’s not a fat man’s beard or you’re turning another year
The shame that Betty feels when she not into being a laser dream flyer prayer
If I was high my life would be a lot more meaning-filled with guilty acts of kindness
Or then there are metaphors, add apocalypsical popsicles to the end to bite or lick I know that’s how you do it, but my teeth aren’t sensitive to cold weather biting
Sorry I can’t sit up straight like you, women!
I have decided life is too short to be worrying about what I’m going to do that might kill you
So ill smoke or maybe it’s a drug joke
Like a fat man’s beard, this is christmas now
Or apologizing to a little child that he is going to die in thirty-three years
Or a mathematical equation that’s read like the truth, because we kill at will and randomness
The lochness thinks we’re crazy
I wish I could curse like the movies and get a way with it
Better yet kill like the movies and blow the minds of kids listening to drive-by lullabys
Fat man's looking calmer and more relaxed, I’m worried I won’t get my daily intake
The last month is that cold, until SUVeez will make our years like may, or june
Goodbye july!
Anything you are into
It’s not a fat man’s beard or you’re turning another year
The shame that Betty feels when she not into being a laser dream flyer prayer
If I was high my life would be a lot more meaning-filled with guilty acts of kindness
Or then there are metaphors, add apocalypsical popsicles to the end to bite or lick I know that’s how you do it, but my teeth aren’t sensitive to cold weather biting
Sorry I can’t sit up straight like you, women!
I have decided life is too short to be worrying about what I’m going to do that might kill you
So ill smoke or maybe it’s a drug joke
Like a fat man’s beard, this is christmas now
Or apologizing to a little child that he is going to die in thirty-three years
Or a mathematical equation that’s read like the truth, because we kill at will and randomness
The lochness thinks we’re crazy
I wish I could curse like the movies and get a way with it
Better yet kill like the movies and blow the minds of kids listening to drive-by lullabys
Fat man's looking calmer and more relaxed, I’m worried I won’t get my daily intake
The last month is that cold, until SUVeez will make our years like may, or june
Goodbye july!