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Messes Of Men 
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I do not exist, but faithfully insist
Sailing in our separate ships
and each tiny caravelle
Tiring and trying there's unnecessary dying
the horseshoe crab in its its shell
from our friends
like a scratch across a lens,
made everything wrong from we stood
and our paper blew before we'd the bay,
so half-blind we these songs on sheets of salty wood
me making eyes at the other boatman's wives,
and heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by their daughters
I'd set my course for land,
but you understand
it a hand to navigate adulterous waters
The propeller's blades held acquaintance with the waves
as there's mistakes I've made no rowing could outrun
The cloth blowing on the mast like to say I've got no past
but I'm the and secretary's son
with tarnish on my brass and on my glass,
I'd want someone so crass as to want someone like me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a flashing lure
and I assure you, it was not what I expected it to be!
I still taste its kiss, that dull hook in my lip
is a memory as useless as a rod without a reel
To an ever-dropped, seasick yet docked
Captain spotted his first mate at the wheel,
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
We keep our confessions long and when we we it short
I drank a full of fire and I'm not ever back
Oh, my God!
I do not exist we faithfully insist
while sink the heavy ship of we knew
If ever you near I'll hold up high a mirror
Lord, I could never you as beautiful as You
Sailing in our separate ships
and each tiny caravelle
Tiring and trying there's unnecessary dying
the horseshoe crab in its its shell
from our friends
like a scratch across a lens,
made everything wrong from we stood
and our paper blew before we'd the bay,
so half-blind we these songs on sheets of salty wood
me making eyes at the other boatman's wives,
and heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by their daughters
I'd set my course for land,
but you understand
it a hand to navigate adulterous waters
The propeller's blades held acquaintance with the waves
as there's mistakes I've made no rowing could outrun
The cloth blowing on the mast like to say I've got no past
but I'm the and secretary's son
with tarnish on my brass and on my glass,
I'd want someone so crass as to want someone like me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a flashing lure
and I assure you, it was not what I expected it to be!
I still taste its kiss, that dull hook in my lip
is a memory as useless as a rod without a reel
To an ever-dropped, seasick yet docked
Captain spotted his first mate at the wheel,
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
We keep our confessions long and when we we it short
I drank a full of fire and I'm not ever back
Oh, my God!
I do not exist we faithfully insist
while sink the heavy ship of we knew
If ever you near I'll hold up high a mirror
Lord, I could never you as beautiful as You
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