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I think I'm the only Texan who hates the cowboys. I have been a Green Bay fan for ages and this year is looking up

my bad, i knew that too. i was just adding as many as possible and didn't look too closely. i'll fix it

i catch heat for it all the time but i honestly like the original better.

gliding through my wasted life
with ants on endless escalators
mystery rash, and no job
absent muse, oh how i hate her
could it be this stagnancy
was laced in all the lies they fed me
drown them out with song and bread
and drink, ingest inside a rhyme

spit it from your mouth
like a foreign ...

And I will sing my song for you
Until the suns engulfed in rain
And its water instead of blood that is coursing through my veins

And I will crack my spine for you
Until my legs cant hold my frame
I will fall onto my knees and I will hang my head in shame
And ill say

Yeah come again now good ...

The night, it's New Years,
The place, another school soir?e.
The wealth engulfs us.
The beach is close enough that there's pollution in the water we bathe our souls in,
And babble on in Beverly Hills.
A thousand children choking softly on mothers? crazy pills.

I'm gonna roll, gonna roll ...

I can't work,
There's too many wars overseas.
There's too much creative juice in me,
to focus it on math.

So I'll pace around,
I'll chat with your answering machine.
As my thoughts drift unto the unclean,
I have to take them back.

You know, I know, they don't know anything,
About you and me ...

And they don't see that my smile is thin
And it's peeling off inch by inch
And when it goes
My whole disguise will slither off before your eyes

And I'll stand nude
My eyes roll out
Reveal my skull
A cave of doubt
My surgeries done
You gave the knife
I need you here to save my life

So please stay ...

Tonight I'm going to New York city
The place I'll call my home.
And tonight I'm going where the climate's shitty
But I won't feel so alone.
And I will build it up right from the ground, yeah
With my own bare hands
Until the sun doth set on the silhouette of this broken promise land
Of this broken ...

I may not be the best brother
But I try to teach him pride
I hide my paraphernalia when he climbs into my ride

I watch him watching my actions
With those beautiful brown eyes
I will be glad to pass the torch to him the day I up and die.
Cause he's a better man then I

Pray for love on other planets ...