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Flying, until I'm dying.
My hand, timing. Kick it in the air,
Prying, you ain't trying.
I'm cold, lying. Dude, I'm still aware.
Riding, the rail I'm grinding
while I'm rhyming *** you wouldn't dare.
Flyin' over fences, I can see a little house.
Entering the places following the white mouse.
Going down the stairs, leaping like a looney louse.
Smirking and I'm jerking in the dungeon of the cows.
***, until I'm fitting
into a sphere, which is kinda bad.
***, I ain't trippin'
I'm just a *** singing in a band.
Pleading, I'm proof-reading.
I'm like a spear, take it in your hand.
Flyin' over fences, I can see a little house.
Entering the places following the white mouse.
Going down the stairs, leaping like a looney louse.
Smirking and I'm jerking in the dungeon of the cows.
Hey man, what's that sound?
That's a *** in your mouth.
Hey man, what's that smell?
That's a *** inside your tail.
Smothering a deaf child!
Right here, right now,
gathering the bile.
This song is very fnord,
and I'm *** embarrassed of it.