Bagboy

I had a bad reaction to your public hobby writings
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I get no satisfaction from your very recent sightings
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Cover your breath, cover your teeth
Cover your breath, polish your speech
Like when I hear a sound of feet slapping on the runway
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Like a small bird pretty while it’s crapping on a new day
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Cover your breath, polish your speech
So disappointed I was that I had made small talk with you
Polish your teeth, alter your breath
I’m not feeling your buzz, I only smell your crack of stew
Alter your teeth, cover your breath
Bagboy
She had some beauty of manners, but she looked like a bug
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Migrations of their type are such good planners and not smug
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Bagboy (Bagboy)
You are proselytizing alone listening to the voice with your ears
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You have regurgitated the tone, now sat in your tract for many years
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Picked up from dead things that You licked
It’s a feedback loop you can’t evict
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Polish your teeth, cover your breath
Alter your teeth, cover your breath
Cover your breath, alter your speech
Bagboy