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Evil S I yes to find a shore
A beach that doesn't quiver anymore
And we can crush plants to my walls
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
Was I? I was too lazy to bathe
Or paint or write or try to make a change
Now I can shoot a gun to my lunch
And I don't have to or think too much
plans written on the sidewalk
mystics in a twisted metal car
Tried to amplify the sound
Of light
And love
Christ is of "faders" and "maders"
Might even a knife to split a hair
Or even the children off my lawn
Giving us to make the makeshift bombs
Every mess invested was a score
We couldn't use computers anymore
But it's difficult to win unless you're bored
And you to plan for the weekend wars
Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona
It take a hundred to an arm
I'll sit and listen to the sound
Of sand and cold
Twisted heart
I'm the weekend warrior
My predictions are the things I have
I can amplify the sound
Of light
And love
I'm a curse and I'm a sound
When I open up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't know how to begin
I'm a curse and I'm a sound
When I up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't know how to begin
I'm a curse and I'm a sound
When I open up my mouth
There's a I don't win
I don't how to begin
A beach that doesn't quiver anymore
And we can crush plants to my walls
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars
Was I? I was too lazy to bathe
Or paint or write or try to make a change
Now I can shoot a gun to my lunch
And I don't have to or think too much
plans written on the sidewalk
mystics in a twisted metal car
Tried to amplify the sound
Of light
And love
Christ is of "faders" and "maders"
Might even a knife to split a hair
Or even the children off my lawn
Giving us to make the makeshift bombs
Every mess invested was a score
We couldn't use computers anymore
But it's difficult to win unless you're bored
And you to plan for the weekend wars
Try to break my heart, I'll drive to Arizona
It take a hundred to an arm
I'll sit and listen to the sound
Of sand and cold
Twisted heart
I'm the weekend warrior
My predictions are the things I have
I can amplify the sound
Of light
And love
I'm a curse and I'm a sound
When I open up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't know how to begin
I'm a curse and I'm a sound
When I up my mouth
There's a reason I don't win
I don't know how to begin
I'm a curse and I'm a sound
When I open up my mouth
There's a I don't win
I don't how to begin
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