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