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What Else Could I Be But A Jester?
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What else could he be but a jester? In a make-out session with aggression Putting morals into question Seven minutes in heaven Every 24 hours I’m raffling Handprint on my face and nobody smacked me A ghostly caress on my cheek has me laughing and gagging Hear my body f**king bragging About the brain that's still lagging Elevator to the bottom of my ribcage Flip it to the next page Letters all stacked on each other Lost touch with a goal Vision is blurred Ran straight into a pole Elevator to the bottom of my ribcage Flip it to the next page Letters all stacked on each other Lost touch with a goal Vision is blurred Ran straight into a pole I was in Chicken Run That’s why I’m here now So many stories yeah So much drama wow Everyone treats me like an old smoke stack Like the tilted brim of a Party City hat Can’t get a word in Can’t get nothing down Nothing on paper except the layout of this ghost town I write Tonapah cleverly Like Goldfield's elderly Wobbling down a brick road I hunt for my reflection No more algorithm When I’m in the rhythm section Mental inspection always searching for perfection Like Halloween candy I give out brilliant affection Creeping around the city Whip around the corner Pull up to a Dell Let me take your order Peaking out my window See a hearse doing donuts Time to close the shutters Time to close the shutters Elevator to the bottom of my ribcage Flip it to the next page Letters all stacked on each other Lost touch with a goal Vision is blurred Ran straight into a pole
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