Euphoreador
Euphoreador - Long Retrieval songtekst
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I wonder how to stand When ailing bone it pulls Our feats are in the sand And we have lost all of our demand It's been bed-panned The human soul A scared little foal To triumph it runs We gutless turds Six billion guns When the time was wrong And I could not even See that I could choose Not that I've begun Well it is into The lengths I've spanned Where in time Is when I lost demand On my soul On my spirit Yeah get rid of it Rid of it Always more Always more than I could handle I was lost ricochet ball Like an atom unto A matterful view If you've ever wondered why The layers of our skin Delving deep beside Delving far within Within We are much more than we presume Well I choose the way I am Just like a bill-twenty whore And the line's out the door But her eyes were so much more I downplay the dollar A tail and a holler And I was crawling taller and away Was the best thought I had all day Well the best for the pay We were so much more than we could ever presume Shows my blood Your blood The one read through vein Like a page that total to heart does pane Like window On world Unfurled A bashful little girl Bashful Natural Down low