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letra de sore loser - three mile pilot

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summer turned ahead of green
simples came wicked for this head of lettuce –
camouflage condom
wig on his head belly o’ greed –
sl!ck wax floors before the door at the bottom of the slide
walls turn to a point – slipping on the glass eye
as the lid blinks over this crushed lens –
like the day that the lid closed the sky above your head –
bleeding all over the maid but she’s made to be fast but it won’t last
like the day that the lid closed the sky above your head –
we all bleed the same – (he can’t make the difference in days they all bleed into the same) –

he’s here now he might as well stay he plays
the game well he’s not a sore loser –
he says sore losers are out before they
even get up to swing – but he can’t even get up with that belly o’ greed –

belly like a whale – but he’s gonna get it one way or another and if he can’t find it…
what is it that we suffer – is it in your head – like
the day that the lid closed the sky above your head – he gets closer every time

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