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Unprepared
04:43
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OMG
03:53
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Oh my god
I forgot the Earth was green
Went to work in a limousine
Saw nothing wrong
Oh my god
I don't know much of anything
seeing life through a diamond ring
I can't make sense of these feelings
Oh my god
Never thought I would be contemplating
How we go in the end
I hear the whispers all debating
A certain sequence of events, of a valence
I got some questions for my past tense
Like can you fuck friends or would you fuck friendless
If that's a sin what's my sentence?
Here's my verse, here's my pen and seven doll hairs
That's a park pass, thats a bus fair
That's a bar tab, that's a pabst and a rainier
I got the credit but no cash, it ain't here
A future but no past, so sincere
Where's my beer
Saturated, consummated
Swimming in excess
You try to make it
A sin oasis
You're fuckin' in Vegas
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Memories
03:29
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If you're looking to make memories
Come on in, the water is fine
Wash away, the demons growing
In the linings of your lungs over time
They caught us with a passing glance
One that went over our very own heads
Let's go up top with our mountain friends
Who are riddled with their circumstance
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Fool's Gold
05:10
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Circles
06:38
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Everyone is saying that everything is just a circle coming in waves
It falls fast from the sky much like a piece of hail mixed in with the rain
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