i am in tip top | 1 |
shape to flip flop your | 2 |
body, soul, and mind | 3 |
to the drip drop | 4 |
hip hop, fantastic | 5 |
ecstatic fanatic | 6 |
sound of the crowd | 7 |
while i swing up, down | 8 |
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we'll come back to this. | 9 |
this is the end and it's not | 10 |
where i should begin to beguile | 11 |
the mind-blowing flowing growing story | 12 |
that i spit so strategically. | 13 |
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so stop. | 14 |
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rewind, back to another time. it's time for | 15 |
another place, where i am forced | 16 |
to face the faces of my peers | 17 |
while the gears in my head spin | 18 |
again. forcing me to forcefully | 19 |
jump from my skin and tear down | 20 |
all the walls that were whirling | 21 |
all the way up again. | 22 |
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so stop. | 23 |
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then i saw you. | 24 |
standing back in the back, behind the empty | 25 |
minds that surround us so surely. coolly smiling | 26 |
all the while that i'm stuttering and stalling, stupidly | 27 |
staring at the bearings that hold this world | 28 |
together, trying to make you understand but you | 29 |
who couldn't stand to stand under, how could you | 30 |
possibly understand my plan. bright blazing blue eyes | 31 |
blaring into the back of my brain boring into | 32 |
the boring depths of everything | 33 |
that i ever depended upon depending | 34 |
upon sending my neverending unbending | 35 |
will. that just bent and broke. | 36 |
utterly and entirely in it's entirety | 37 |
into entire pieces in it's peace. | 38 |
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so stop. | 39 |
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this isn't the beginning. this is the end | 40 |
because where i begin to find you is the | 41 |
brief ending of every single vibe that you are | 42 |
sending to me. so stop staring so hysterically | 43 |
so there will be a little bit left of me. | 44 |
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so stop. present time, collide. | 45 |
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i trail behind the trail of your foot | 46 |
steps, stepping to the one, two | 47 |
step of the stomping stratego of the stars | 48 |
in your eyes. and i come to see | 49 |
while we come to be, while we | 50 |
come into being, being that which once blew away | 51 |
everything we ever knew. i can feel my heart start to stop | 52 |
starting to stop starting. to stop. so i start stopping | 53 |
my chase, chasing my tail and turning back | 54 |
upon the trail because the train is starting to derail | 55 |
and then when we fail it will be a surprise. | 56 |
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fast forward. | 57 |
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so instead i find myself finding you under me | 58 |
but not under standing, not standing under | 59 |
but under and not standing at all. swinging to the | 60 |
singing cheer of the ringing in my ears. | 61 |
or was that yours that was ringing | 62 |
beneath the beating defeating blows | 63 |
of my fists, clenched. so it shows like | 64 |
the shows that you can't stop | 65 |
showing to all your fiendish friends. | 66 |
the blood isn't mine but it's more on | 67 |
my mind than yours from what | 68 |
i can see that oozes oh so ornately | 69 |
from that crackling crushing crack in | 70 |
your skull. | 71 |
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so stop. rewind, present time, collide. | 72 |
somewhere in the middle, i find me. | 73 |