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What Do I Do
What do I do
to get you
in my life
if it's hell
I'm to walk through
ok ,I'll view it
from inside
then I'll talk
some home truths
in an underworld
of fat lies
stalking on
wet roofs
slipping on
cracked tiles
I'm already tripping
I don't need ice
I flip past the flipping
fins of fish side
my mind
you're whipping
with that big smile
you're some gift
given
wrapped up tin tight
with an outer lining
of shiney ,silver bright
come on
I'm asking , you
to task I
give me a penquin
I'll try for full flight
answer my
question
where wrong will be right
any response given
I'll listen , alright
I'll take the mission
so dish me
my plight
I just keep wishing
on starry shot nights
my convex is
dishing , into
your might
perplex
yeah test
me to full flown height
citizen arrest
me into your life
I'll beat the best
six by a nine
I'll mix with sticks
and drink
like fine wine , I think
you're sublime
you stop , rewind time
precious rocks
are your eyes
your door I'll knock
'til I die
to get you
into my life .
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