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Evil S I yes to a shore
A beach that doesn't quiver anymore
And we can crush some plants to 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 make a change
Now I can a gun to kill my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much
Instant battle plans on the sidewalk
Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
Tried to amplify the sound
Of light
And love
Christ is of "faders" and "maders"
Might even a to split a hair
Or even scare the children off my lawn
Giving us time to make the bombs
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 a hundred years to grow an arm
I'll sit and to the sound
Of and cold
Twisted diamond heart
I'm the weekend 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 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 how to begin
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
A beach that doesn't quiver anymore
And we can crush some plants to 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 make a change
Now I can a gun to kill my lunch
And I don't have to love or think too much
Instant battle plans on the sidewalk
Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
Tried to amplify the sound
Of light
And love
Christ is of "faders" and "maders"
Might even a to split a hair
Or even scare the children off my lawn
Giving us time to make the bombs
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 a hundred years to grow an arm
I'll sit and to the sound
Of and cold
Twisted diamond heart
I'm the weekend 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 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 how to begin
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
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