(i) Lock my self in the basement for a whole week
at a time.
Don't flip up the light switch. I don't got a knife.
Drove myself to the little park full of Sun's shine
Little children everywhere, They don't got a life.
They don't gotta life.
Doing Triangles in the Summer
The library's closed but the school is back up and runnin.
Kids sit on blue metal benches.
What that shit they put on them to keep them from stinkin?
Burnin the skin of my thighs
Leaving life in my lies
Babylonian Saboteur
BabylOnian SabotEUr
I'm in the duodenum, The Duodenum
In the Loire valley I'm a beastie boy in the dark forest of the Soul.
In the noir valley I'm a Beastie Boy in the dark forest of the soul.
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