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mounds of feeble trouble drop from the skies I've seen an ailing nothing where the outer space lies Powder kegs and marbles [of mumbles?] turn from gray to green eyes I won't be sentimental stay at a hospital tonight hyrdrophonic sonic rhymes submerge me in the water until i'm free of all crimes [brussle?] propulsive healthy mouses gurgle in slime and fondle all the fishes and make them all cheer up rage in their souls gotta be controlled I'm often confused waves in the pool burr in my side make it come back you make it connect you make it come true and that's it holes in my head I'm holding my head and it's slow motion blues I'm free I'm free I'm free cutting burned spiders worshipping twine Letras de cancioneslaughing out the sugars in the sticky strange shrine drinking mountain cider by the suicide mines I want to be fighter when the pilots not light up screaming, sucking, slurping chimes it often makes me wonder if we'll be through in time [_?_] boces gurgle in grime shoot it like a loon till you make the skin clear up rage in the soul gotta be controled and I'm often confused often confused waves in the water burr in my side make it come back you make it connect you make it come true and that's it holes in my head I'm holding my head and it's coming from you I'm free I'm free I'm free make it come back you make it connect you make it come true and that's it holes in my head I'm holding my head and it's slow motion blues I'm free I'm free I'm free I'm free I'm free I'm free I'm free From Letras Mania