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Nov 2015
Spillin on the paper
     Mind, I'll see you later
                                      Over the top, Over the top
   It's spilling on the paper
      I am here to wait for
                                 My Sheep herd and my scapegoats
   Go 'head and stick around,
                                     If you wanna get the blame for
   My flaws and my mistakes
   All that I am ashamed for
                               You'll feel my pain.  You'll make me sane
                                  My sheep herd and my scapegoats

My philosophy is something iller than the worst disease
Like killers in the first degree
Your gears will never turn like these
I got an appetite
I'm starvin
I'm at the top, just look and see
You gon' make it if you follow me
You just gotta catch that ill disease

          Paper, Paper
     Spillin on the paper
                                     If you still fail to understand
               Good luck
          I'll see you later
                                          Mind, I'll see you later
                                         It's spillin' on the paper
       So stay right here
          Inside my hand
                                My sheep herd and my scapegoats

I've yet to wrap my mind around your funny foreign language.
That must be why I float above you
So I must be Alien
Who are you, what's yer name again
You all look just the same to me
Some ordinary has to be
Some John Doe PoP CatastrophY

       Dear Mr. and Mrs. CatastrophY
                                  Join my herd of sheep and scapegoats
                         I need many more
                    To take the blame for
                      All I am ashamed for
                                                  So that I might be sane for
                                               The existence I arranged for
JMG
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