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Entice us with the future Move to the music Livin in the past is done and gone now I want somethin new You call it eclectic I say that's it electric Aint got time to lie and hate that's why imma get elected. Weekend doesn't end when you with the crew- Hit the street, cruise the strip and let the air in your lungs. This is the life you always want and but never took, the one you always bordered I say its just what the doctor ordered. Bull by the horns Aint got no time to get caught up in the thorns. Movin past you, movin up this quality of life I left the traffic now you late to work History is written by the winners its sad for you that you're still missin them chicken dinners. I move on authority that's how I was raised just to keep individuality. The week is here and home is where the heart is, its why I march to my own drum much like Tommy Lee is . I spray paint freedom on a wall make a mural out of self expression only way to fight through this depression. Left the mark sayin Kilroy was here Expressionist like Klee Marxist like Groucho I don't wanna rant so I''ll leave that to Harpo.
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
Spray Paint Manifesto
Entice us with the future Move to the music Livin in the past is done and gone now I want somethin new You call it eclectic I say that's it electric Aint got time to lie and hate that's why imma get elected. Weekend doesn't end when you with the crew- Hit the street, cruise the strip and let the air in your lungs. This is the life you always want and but never took, the one you always bordered I say its just what the doctor ordered. Bull by the horns Aint got no time to get caught up in the thorns. Movin past you, movin up this quality of life I left the traffic now you late to work History is written by the winners its sad for you that you're still missin them chicken dinners. I move on authority that's how I was raised just to keep individuality. The week is here and home is where the heart is, its why I march to my own drum much like Tommy Lee is . I spray paint freedom on a wall make a mural out of self expression only way to fight through this depression. Left the mark sayin Kilroy was here Expressionist like Klee Marxist like Groucho I don't wanna rant so I''ll leave that to Harpo.
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Verona
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
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