"Parts of Speech"
A work machine, this isn't how it's meant to be
I had a dream and I never let it stray from me
I met a man, he told me not to get so down
He said, "hey kid, just wait for it to come around"
I sold my soul to the devil for a new voice
He said, "hey kid I hope you're making he right choice"

And if you never go a knockin
No one will ever open the door

I know it's not the same but when it all boils down
I got a subject and a predicate, a verb and a noun
It says "the war that you once is fault is all falling to the ground"
Pick the pieces back up, throw them around

I got a scar thats proof of my visit
ive got a mouth that delivers my vision
a laundry list of motives and missions
show me the way, just show me how to turn around

And if you never go a knockin
No one will ever open the door

I know it's not the same but when it all boils down
I got a subject and a predicate, a verb and a noun
It says "the war that you once is fault is all falling to the ground"
Pick the pieces back up, throw them around

i want a girl from around the way just a fly little hunny i can call everyday she wanna get down. with some drinks and some weed. so she can save all the call me laters save the disease ive got an itch that i cant seem to scratch its called love is for the lonely im jus in it for the snatch two blunts and a bottle of jack, we can make it all happen we can bring it straight back

and well bring it straight back in the morning
taking it home,
do i want to be here in the morning, well i dont know

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