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cymbals eat guitars - 2 hip soul (floyd's tomb) lyrics

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i learned to scream to “bone machine”
my windshield spit was glistening
the light refracted beautifully
on wells mills road
smelling every chimney
i swallowed this world in a fever dream

winding fire roads
cause i bought me a 2 hip soul
the campground in the park
swastikas carved in the bark
carved in the bark

sesta fell face first into the fire pit
we had to find a new place to drink

months p-ss, he’s back in cl-ss
in a compression sleeve and a mask
‘neath his carhartt coat
and his john deere hat
his stoned blue eyes
snowed in on vicodin
his comeuppance came for the things he did
at popcorn park zoo he clubbed ostriches
we all took to calling him the phantom
the phantom of pinelands high school

but they knew my game
every rich kid’s bas-m-nt smells the same



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