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Vagrancy
I live next to you on the floor , you may know me and again you may not.
I fill the glass and pollute the pluming , I poison your mind .
I feed you daily soup from your spoon i clean the pipes and stoke the fire .
You follow me down I pull you by the arm , I am certain we have met before
We share blood , I am in you , we got it .
We see each other in the same mirror and share the plate of the dogs food .
When you miss behave I come home and give you the belt .
I'm a strict displnarian , you can do no good .
You get the point , its sometimes even splattered on the wall .
I walk with you cause we can't ever find a ride .
We are on the mission to rid the world of copper ... On foot .
I help you through window and help kick down doors and get shut down.
I put vodka in the unsuspecting juice , you squirm .
I am the chore in the center of your mind , you are the boy .
I don't know if things can be recovered , we may be lost this house ain't a home .
You clam this is all the work of phantoms ,your friends call me the devil .
I think we may know each other . Look up .
i live on the floor .
I fill the glass and pollute the pluming , I poison your mind .
I feed you daily soup from your spoon i clean the pipes and stoke the fire .
You follow me down I pull you by the arm , I am certain we have met before
We share blood , I am in you , we got it .
We see each other in the same mirror and share the plate of the dogs food .
When you miss behave I come home and give you the belt .
I'm a strict displnarian , you can do no good .
You get the point , its sometimes even splattered on the wall .
I walk with you cause we can't ever find a ride .
We are on the mission to rid the world of copper ... On foot .
I help you through window and help kick down doors and get shut down.
I put vodka in the unsuspecting juice , you squirm .
I am the chore in the center of your mind , you are the boy .
I don't know if things can be recovered , we may be lost this house ain't a home .
You clam this is all the work of phantoms ,your friends call me the devil .
I think we may know each other . Look up .
i live on the floor .
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