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Thought spherical Thought spherical, cadence of miracles Tomb exhumed and I come out creeping like brother [?] Quiet conniptions, a lighter, some Winstons Handful of blackberries and a Meyer lemon The wire hit as I watched the body repose Same night Kamasi played the Hollywood Bowl Sputter with rage, abreast the new laws Governing decay as my teeth fall It didn't make sense like collecting used band-aids I don't like people, all my problems are man-made It didn't make sense like collecting used band-aids I don't like people, all my problems is man-made Pressure building and the pipe broke Gust of wind up on the tightrope All this on the search for the right note Things get clogged like crosswalks and heart chakras Dreams get stubbed like pinky toes I find myself leaking prose by the puddle Out of town for some tulips, truffles Thinking on stilts, smart [?] flex Pig iron complex, rom-com sex Shivering in a mild winter Apostate stumbles Letras de cancionesAisles of files and cabinets Alphabetized, almost ascendance And of course the lens of the big eye seems to never not be on me It didn't make sense like collecting used band-aids I don't like people, all my problems is man-made Didn't make sense like collecting used band-aids I don't like people, all my problems is man-made Another classic number by Black Orpheus Courtesy your friends at the soul folks think tank Our researchers are standing by 77-3509-8000 Our researchers are standing by Another classic number from Black Orpheus From Letras Mania