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phillistine eyes
oh, thats me-
STOP-
before you hurt someone,

oh, the ways
the waves
the crashing, smashing,
let-me-in-thrashing...
let me know when the ride stops
or i'll be here till monday,
merry-go-round
without a sound
thats me...
apocalyptic jig-saw vanes,
calypso drums like
crashing trains,
i gotta go
before it gets too slow
i don't wanna be
    here
when the trip ends...


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