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out the lodge
01:03
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see you at the start of the fall
until then, here, i think this should cover it all
i was walking out the lodge
couldn't believe what i saw
eyes rolled back up at the sky
in a lawn chair through the fence fucking high
i was grasping out at hangings from the tree
they were fluorescent in front of me
heard a little kid calling out for his mom
but it was coming from someone else's home
so i struck a pose up on top of the post
and i fell back down to where i hate most
oh
i was walking out the lodge
couldn't believe what i saw
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roses
01:15
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a guy smacked me in the nose with a bag of meth
we were sitting in my car, you were on my left
and, no, i don't know where to go when there's no bottom
carlos had a dream, man, you wouldn't believe it
guns everywhere, you really should've seen it
and i'm spending every day just betting on the lotto
doesn't feel wrong, but it isn't right
drove here today, but we walked last night
and the noise from the bush is only getting louder
jay's got a sermon early in the morning
showed up in the carport without any warning
'do you mind if i do this right here in the driveway?'
blurry again, hey, woulda thunk it?
grab all the trash and run to the dumpster
look both ways; avoid any kind of flashing lights
doesn't feel wrong, but it isn't right
drove here today, but we walked last night
almost passed out from the smell of the bleach
need a cigarette, but i just can't reach
tim's too high and set the yard on fire
we all sat around and watched it burn for a while
the rain's letting up
so meet me at the roses
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Leg Biters Gainesville, Florida
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