Oh man can you see it? I felt it yesterday, Mister ears can you say, You hear me singing it, loud to you? Oh man I can hear it, I'll take it all tomorrow, Lady glad are u feeling sorrow? Did you miss out on it? ill bring it back for you. Kidder your floating barrels, You're keeping me a float, Will luck come and take me by my throat, Wipe my blood on fortunes towels, or in her hair? Lucky towels, wrapping mister ears, Blind his unused eyes, I've seen him trying to look man he tries But his vision's cut short by his fears, he'll just hear. My frames all smashed man, But it's never suited me before, Its all wood man, its gone for sure, It's got no plan, man, can I have yours? Can u come and show me, Hope my eyes don't burn your skin My daggers aimed and ready to dive right in, Unless u you can show me, where it's all going at Oh yeah ears can you see my eyes? The whites drowning out all other sounds Down the found footpath, the one I found, Down lives muddy path while your immobilized. But you've got coke lad, Iv only creams to keep me up, It's your path lad, live it up, If your happy lad, it can't be bad, can it?Birth sign: Aquarius
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