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I'm high as fuck right now,

At least the lights aren't on

A nice day for a walk,

[A good day for a show]

Flood warning,

Got no umbrella so—

distractions, distractions

I don't need anything like that

My whole studio fits in a paper bag

My whole damn studio fits in a paper bag!

The world used to fit in the palm of my hands

Now he lives with his dad

And he might just outweigh me

The bottle, the baby,

The savior and Satan

Tell me when to sing along

Tell me when to sing along

Return negative to sender

Meet me at the center

See me at the TMPL

Here's the crucible

Call her off or on

Say,

Ain't it a shame that

The only way you'll ever lift this

Is to sit in this soul for a minute

Let it sink in

Let me think about it for a minute

I AM GRACEFUL

AND

MAJESTIC AS A BABY HIPPOPOTAMUS

HOPPOPATAMOUS

*RHINOSAUROUS

*RHINOSAURUA

Don't bother me at the office

Pick a coffin

Put you in a sarcophagus

If you're coughing

Damn it comes slowly.

Formerly,

Yours only,

—And that's when it hit me.

Everything that I've collected in the last five years is just sitting in a hard drive on my computer.

I'm irritated, not stoned.

I'm irritated.

I'm stoned and irritated.

Do you think it'll work?

It has to!

Fuck, what was I just doing.

Before:

Fuck. I got no desk.

Desk.

Nice. Thanks.

…need a chair.

I WANT THE CHAIR WITH THE HEADREST.

I want to eat dinner.

Eat dinner. See what happens.

Ugh.

I have to leave the house first.

I need a —

Chair.

Nice. Thanks.

Sleepin on da floor.

Unh.

Sleepin on da floor

(Da floor)

Sleepin on the floor

Oh, that's how it goes

I'm on the cellar floor.

I'm on the cellar floor—

When the girl next door

Is the girl next door

And the man down stairs

Opens up your door

What was that all for?

Now I'm on all fours:

I WANT A DIVORCE.

Look, listen, Linda:

I'm going to be forward with you.

—I already told you—

Listen, Linda—listen—okay?

A took a plane to the face

A plate to the palace

Of gold, if you ask of the rabbit, or Alice

A fantasy, or fallacy as underworld would have it,

But of wonderland,

The hatter dances

Madly, grand as ever

Her entrance,

The lost wanderer,

Or wonder, the shoveler of holes

Just getting deeper,

Think of time to keep as secrets,

Laugh, but don't believe in magic

Keep them as your dreams,

Please, dear

Seconds turn to hours

Into years here

I don't have much time

(A writing assignment)

—and I'm always online

What you need,

What you want?

Hit my line

Just be careful

Cause money is time

Turn water to whine

(Wine)

Fine.

Now stands a story to be told

No whining, no crying

I am forever years old.

***** ****** ******* ** * ********* *********

Keep coughing.

Keep quiet.

I'll keep talking.

Keep texting