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there are pieces of me hidden in the walls that you will never forget but that's not your occupation now chasing down younger stars by the seas if you were a good host you would've at least made toast but you never did find the right combination of pills and tries to be perfect so we all go hungry rust-red shoulders, shark-flesh skin in debtors prison before the week begins you've been dying since the day divorce first came around hollowed out syncopated, broken and unborn I'm radioactive and I'm in love I'm ready to go but we can't go slow has anybody seen the gasman goin' round? this is the day and the glory fuel set to fire fractals in the walls all going down the spaces that we share were my all-time favorite hiding places but you knew them all too well now we're planetary alignments on rusty shocks but you're pluto a voyager away gold-veined limbs smashing clocks into scattered ticking parts priceless gems from eras never passed it's the strangest medicine we've tasted the only one we need is this fantasy I learned nothing about dying this year in science stranger medicine I haven't learned to make
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
Strange Medicine
there are pieces of me hidden in the walls that you will never forget but that's not your occupation now chasing down younger stars by the seas if you were a good host you would've at least made toast but you never did find the right combination of pills and tries to be perfect so we all go hungry rust-red shoulders, shark-flesh skin in debtors prison before the week begins you've been dying since the day divorce first came around hollowed out syncopated, broken and unborn I'm radioactive and I'm in love I'm ready to go but we can't go slow has anybody seen the gasman goin' round? this is the day and the glory fuel set to fire fractals in the walls all going down the spaces that we share were my all-time favorite hiding places but you knew them all too well now we're planetary alignments on rusty shocks but you're pluto a voyager away gold-veined limbs smashing clocks into scattered ticking parts priceless gems from eras never passed it's the strangest medicine we've tasted the only one we need is this fantasy I learned nothing about dying this year in science stranger medicine I haven't learned to make
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cherri-cola
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Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
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