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Noah23 - Saw Palmetto lyrics
* send corrections to the typist the plb just flow for the waters and all the seeds that we grow for the harvest and the energy that we owe to the goddess and twenty three's gonna blow out the oxygen frolic in the stardust. cosmic trigger figure eight. afterthought continental drift disintegrate the transcendental pangea idealism sacred brain technique of splitting hemispheres into precise aneurysm duplicates. hallucinogens. the double butterfly alumni julia sets. doppelganger hybrid nexus you wont soon forget this psuedonym baffoon who be breaking off semantic branches reiterate data and vedic integrity ready for whatever penalty buries me under the canopy channeling anarchy family vanishing panacea sundial piledriver pine needle my pineal gland reaches a pleidian apex and shaggy parasols are now available to charm and protect the lackadaisical phrazes back to basics enveloping cool and continuous eucalyptus alphanumeric tantric nucleosynthesis ruin your business' and drop a jewel thats paranormal the cypher of a fool is still a perfect circle black halo. cats cradle. galileo tap the maple syrup and errupt like a volcano archangel whether in the temple or the stargate i'm like saw palmetto up in hiphop's prostate fabulous. throwing out the leaflets and zines to feed the memes of the motormouth elohim. catalyst. seeding the ionic nanobot enzymes and sending a quark up into the windchimes reiterate data and vedic integrity ready for whatever penalty buries me under the canopy channeling anarchy family vanishing panacea the plb just flow for the waters and all the seeds that we grow for the harvest and the energy that we owe to the goddess and twenty three's gonna blow out the oxygen silhouette. syrian rue. sewer grate mildew twenty three skidoo its like i'm an igloo and you're a barbecue a motley crue just a hollering in solitude now i'm bleeding out of my brain from the loudness of the treble in a theatre of pain where you shout at the devil take it down a notch and face the bass speaker my grandpa always told me stolen watermellon tastes sweeter and that nebacanezer straight blessed the fresh water property is theft so theft is proper bring death to order and the jailed dispairing frail image that pales in comparison to a failed marriage hail eris and the operatic attraction of biofeedback samizdat on a high wire trapeze act aphrodesiac samizdatura hurricane nurturing inertia yes the words are purified in flames and braided from the same chaos tape the plague language brainwashed naked ape braided from the same chaos tape plague language brainwashed naked ape its like that |
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