| I'm too old for this shit. |


larry says don't.-ya caught me in the strangest of timeslarry says don't.
when I blink I'm struck with a shipment of rhymes
-the cause is the logical changes to the mind
my new sight makes the past feel like it was blind
-I'm plagued by the strangest fears
ya can't measure them by any span of years
-when I get a steady flowof liqour and beers
I'm convinced that they've not blood, yet rather gears
-on the inside my thoughts are poetic
but whe


common groundyeah well there's no need explainin it Ill find no gain in it I'm gonna have to fight the masses of the dark and long since past- is billy mays an ally still or another corpse to kill I'll read my books on evil spirits and stock up on the beer cause its coming to the last of days suns shines the faintest rays the only chance is runnin out get the glocks and drop the doubts I'll take it to the bloody streets cut em up to the sickest beats its gonna be a war &common ground
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rock over london, rock on chicago.
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rock over london, rock on chicago.
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