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Thanks, My cover's blown
I'm making a carpet Angel
Leave me alone
I'm in the zone
By apathy I'm owned.
I sent my weak soul off in a box or three
Had to find time to breathe.
Can't you tell?
All that's left here is a shell.
Pass the Nuts with no advice please
I know I've asked you twice but

Between the dozens and dozens of smokes
And cartons of jokes
Which is my biggest vice
Don't be nice

You came off like a stencil
Damn, where is my pencil
Maybe I'll write in blood

I don't need another half
Don't make me laugh
I'm an ince or two with miles to go
I'm used to the duo.

Hello? What?
I swear the phone woke me up
You see my newest friend is a cordless phone
I'll hold onto it like an infant with a thumb or toy
With many buttons to enjoy
My direct line to England won't be split
I'm wired in I made sure of it

I've got millions and millions of ways to fill in the day
Example I made a house for us
In my camel metropolis

You came off like a stencil
Damn, where is my pencil
Maybe I'll write in blood
Crayola maybe

I don't need another half
Don't make me laugh
I'm an ince or two with miles to go
I'm used to the duo.

Between the dozens and dozens of smokes
And cartons of jokes
Which is my biggest vice
Don't be nice

You came off like a stencil
Damn, where is my pencil
Maybe I'll write in blood
Crayola maybe

Carpet is good for thinking and dozing
The fibers make my elbos sting and burn
Through torture's how I learn.
I should be shattered maybe I've grown
Something tells me I'll be fine
But all alone


Lyrics submitted by DeathJake34

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