bashful

i can not apologize; this sinful view that coincides; desperation, wildflower; morning glory with a taste gone sour...
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im looking up as if in a dream, under water; a feeling i thought i once killed; bash the brains of another idea; with crimson flow and mine eyes aglow...this could get scary.
mother, your baby's crying...
lover, your love is dying...
all these obese adolesent pygmy addicts; one more time--- thats it, ive had it!; paint the view you'd rather see; doesnt mean that much to me...this could get scary.
under the red roof grinding...
teenage lust, keep on trying...
almost there, you see they made it; almost a care, like others fake it; lean the line and skim the prophet's; why unjust? 'cause god's a puppet...
running for that big machine...
close your eyes...
it was only a dream.