Landscaper

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Spent - Rock

Landscaper

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To be tied to a wheelchair Parachute round your neck Out the plane and it opens Empty with condescending jars of Blistex Makers of the finest subtext Well anyway the weathers nice Like a spring day in July Perfect chance for reflection Time to separate facts From your four walled opinions That long to buy you shoes and comb your hair back Launchpad on a one word contract You almost lost everything And we can't hear you sing Chew your ice like a password Many times worth the wait Brace yourself for the wet look Start clamping down the stars with duct tape Let's get there without a landscape The formula for hidden lakes That's the time I hit brakes

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