everything
is in it's right place
cakes for cars
ship for stars
get me out of this
literally convoluted medicine
i'm feeling so
above myself
so
above my sanity
the war is ending
the god is watching
i cannot go past this four walls
my brother
ooo my brother
let it rain
on the pavement's heat
so it'll wash
an old man's deeds
my tornado
my libido
mea culpa
sudden change can't get me free
my plastic face born enemy
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