WINE AND GATES

pimp notted with dimples shows a snotty...

risk the disk
the immediate future in my hand
the laugh we preached would be certain and fickle
the cache of catcher in the wry statement of the land

baubles of sunshine and the age of fine...
teeth at the throat of , joy and its wife...
succor of a vain star that reached the now like a...
blood has two names for you, the bread and the knife

here is your age to cure the conscience of a pride
we are all the times in the shadows of waiting and sating for the way to denye
think the little bubbles you made, and the sandy stare you had as a lie
don't jump in, even wells need the truth to come for it's why

then there was a bump in the earth
the riches of golden fires and te art of history couldn't match
this much we have from birth
the disk is ours for a liberty, even the courage to catch...


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