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doseone - beautiful ditch lyrics

[verse 1: doseone]

sick cattle
that’s not the sort of steed that one saddles
forest through the trees
can’t see;
baffled
goes gaffled
compassion stashed on compartments because i have to
like a chopper[?] what[?] tackle[?]
i know what that really spells
like when comedians k!ll themselves
or when a beating truly helps[?]
when glands swell
well well well
i surmise
everyone dies
while the kings advertise

[verse 2: doseone]

dead eyes
truly do buy
extravagantly packaged bags of d+ck[?]
or this
or that
or perhaps extreme sports
or rap
or bait
or just trap
or human sap
or had[?] all the half[?]
[chorus 1: doseone] x 4

when the world gets perfectly sick
the rich aggressively sit
round the portal[?]
holding[?] hands[?]/lonely[?] dance[?]
and build a beautiful ditch

[verse 3: doseone]

sick man don’t eat[?] days a week (meanwhile)
millionaires mean nothing to me (meanwhile)
i would help wolves eat all police (meanwhile)
hunters throw away the meat (meanwhile)

[verse 4: doseone]

most muggers read the scared sound or your feet before they eat
meanwhile wealthy men watch eagle/seagull/beagles
feast on fresh caught fox
there is no heaven
only cops
so keep your thoughts about you
and armor all around you
decide like knives
what you won’t and aren’t allowed to
while the world runs poisonous pipe+cleaning through everything right
and sacred site
to decimate life
in all directions
inaction
(what) (what) the f+ck is happening
i’m gasping outta[?] layers
like one casually grabs for a aspirin
i’m laughed[?]
but i’m not laughin
[chorus 2: doseone] x 2 + [original contributor note: this part seems important but i don’t know what it actually says. i’m guessing using close+approximation words.]

i go[?]
to all[?] employ[?] being[?]
i go[?]
to all[?] after[?] stored[?] seeds[?]
i go[?]
to all[?] you[?] all[?] planting[?] trees[?] (me)[?]
i go[?]
with[?] wh0res[?] in the streets[?]

[chorus 1] x 4

[outro samples]

(i don’t give a f+ck about dying)
(death should have no dominion)
(when their bones are picked clean
and their clean bones gone
they should have stars
at elbow and feet)

- doseone lyrics

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