10:59 p.m.
January 15, 2005
sharkfins and bullshit
and i have no understanding of electronics
you're the dust
this town's a dustpan
and i have no change for your dirty dry hands
spray the nest down with the hose
and get the boys out of your nose
and think of the time when you stood up straight
there was always food on your plate
and i'm out of here, i'm out of here
the fate of a bomb, the tattoo on your thumb
and i owe something to no one
owe something to no one

you stay here
i'll go get help
why should it matter
to anyone else?

she cried 'cause i acted like a fool
so i stole her tears and used them as fuel
for my machines to make nectarines and
ingredients found in monkey chow
had a dream, i was a beekeeper and all my bees were friends with me
never bit they never stung
they talked with me
a few of them once, we got together
we drove, we cleaned
we lived on a farm, life was a dream
life was fine
life was great
me and the bees, we stayed up late
and all my bees they left one day
and said you should come but i had to stay
had to stay
and they said that's okay

you stay here
i'll go get help
why should it matter
to anyone else?
one time through
and i've lost myself
feeling words
that i've never felt

and i'm not sure how long i'll be
it's one big world it's one small me
finding help could take hours days weeks
i'll have to stop and rest my feet
and i'm not sure how long i'll be
it's one big world it's one small me
finding help could take hours days weeks
i'll have to stop and rest my feet
it's one big world
one small me
one big world
one small me
one big world
one small me
one big world
one small me
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