• Equilateral Equilibrium Endopsychratio Elaboratory Endosystem Evernescence End. Room Corner. D E awoken in the nite the wrong number blew its head footsies dancin on a pile of thread in a spinning chair with four legs \"you\'ve got the rite tone of voice\" becarefulyoulingerinafacefulloftears the wreckingball is coming with a never ending scheme C C C C A A E E E E when i was little he pulled a big one on my four by four the harvesting is laying ontopofmychest industries messing with your flavor ear to ear he\'s got a set of plates C C E E E E face is worn hang it on your post \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ e|----------|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|----------|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|--7---5-7-|----------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|----7-----|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|----------|--5---------5--------------------------------------------------------------| E|----------|----5-4-2-0---5-4-2-------------------------------------------------------------| you\'re out of luck you son of a bitch you\'ve let the oxygen through you\'ve taken every bit of luck and thrown it down a tube you\'ve got nothing left to lose unless you fantasize awake you\'ve found out what happened when you\'re floored into pieces e|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|---7------6--------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|---7------7--------------------------------------------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| your seeping inside skin without a bucket and a reason if the ghosts won\'t go away then how will the clouds they told me keep the door shut G#~~~~~ happy picking: C# F# C# Ebm Ebm C# F# Ebm C# C# F# G# C# F# Em~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ plop me on a conveyor belt to a cave on the wondrous mountain with a tv and my heart on a shelf with no books the bats are my curtains and how mean they are but wing\'ed coping is my friend if it\'s the only way Em~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ just Em strumming: lookin out my stone window and all i see is stone i want to meet with her so i can be alone F~~~~~~~~~ happy F! with a cool singy thing with the \"alone hold out\" F F Bb Bb these rats aren\'t as smart as they look and the taster ain\'t all they took F# F# F F Jill is back from the dead B B Bb Bb Bb plowing off her own head trevor\'s just going like e|--4h5p4------------4h5h4---------------------------------------------------------------------| B|--------6----7-----------6---7---------------------------------------------------------| G|-----------6---6-----------6----------------------------------------------------| jake: D|--------3-4------3-4-------------------------------------------------------------------| A|------4-----2234------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|----------------------2-2------------------------------------------------------------| \"but when we came into this land, we knew nothing was free... we knew we were up against the controlling of yours truly\" all as a chorus scream this: bum bam bhum bham buuuuuuuum E E C G E E G C D D C Am fin\'ally made it halfway to the cactus farm when your skidding, you\'re done, with your eyes in the sun the moon has gotten hold of your arms E E C G E E G C D D C Am E E E E because you\'re laying down, with your back to the ground but your face; it eats the crummy loam the legged-clover-tops: inhaling human parts will never be able to drive back home break with someone goin\' or trevor and jake playing this simultaneously e|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------------------------------------9--------7-------9-----7------------------------------| G|----------------------------------7--------5-------7-----5--------------------------------| D|----6-------4-------6-----4-----------8--------8-------8-----6-6----------------------------| A|--5-------3-------5-----3----------------------------------------------------------------| E|------6-------4-------6-----4-4---------------------------------------------------------| mr. bolus will try to claw his way out but don\'t blame him when your intestines\'ve been lacerated he just can\'t find Baron the Blue dreary fungus growing on some more dreary fungus+ (sounds of objects crashing and being squished and slashed and smashed and banged and gonged and bunged and slammed and incarcerated and blooped and soiled and destroyed and hated and criticized and rubbed and skad and kicked and shoved and pushed and loved and smiled and jumped and gangbanged and sucked and licked and twisted and smacked and upside and the and head and shattered and brokend and kissed and caressed and hugged and kneed and fucked and flogged and spindled) which would lead to a beautiful, harmonically and melodically sung: i should\'ve stayed in

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