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this is where the shovel try to bury treasure chests
not gold not yet to be exposed
the newest box contains drowned ships and realms left in chains
remains of a bad meal of the dinner plate
not lies just things I wanted to eat inside
not lies just things I wanted to eat inside
I was sitting there with second mutations
I was sitting there while my name is basement
no noise from the methane to me
don't ask why cause you know why
this is cancer in my lung from 'b' side
can we burn the record 3345
this is cancer in my lung from 'b' side
Oh just there with ignorant with the pin trapped in a rested head
That never ever swings the screws completely removed
the whole messed box in the send of indecision
and I don't smell the sick of won't save the sickness
And if you don't jump hell up the film
its as if you ever took a picture
but I get tangled in the vision
expressive by a statement coil
and isn't it obvious to see its the present soil
I was sitting there with second mutations
I was sitting there while my name is basement
no noise from the methane to me
don't ask why cause you know why
this is cancer in my lung from 'b' side
can we burn the record 3345
this is cancer in my lung from 'b' side