i want to keep a stale bun in the fridge
usher in a new button
on my lift on my lift in the attic
we are but rocking chairs
splintered and varnished ten times a year
we are all but yearning
i will summon in
gates of hell and i
will summon i will summon
hello you must be new
we all smoke outside
keep your fists up
you won't be harmed
the city is for suckers and you and me
keep cats and build extensions
stone bricks good intentions
i will summon in
gates of hell and i
will summon daytime tantrums
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