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Henna sand eats her foot
It tickles even me
Back to see the keen sea's mouth
Back to show your face
Muddy oil and souls
That soil failed to hold every time
Cling to all screws I know
Shells of peanuts you removed
Seeds of grapes you spat out
Scantily shrunken, without stirrin' an inch
I'd like you passed through
A warm belly of sea
I just wanna watch
Your body and great swells frolic
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札幌
02:46
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朝には透き通る日差し刺さる
ズルい夢の長さはなんたってイヤな感じ
仮想敵との最前線
果実を冷やしてる
グラスを満たしてる
幸せに咳き込む
笑えるような未来は無いよ！
未練を束ねる僕らの葛藤なんて！
いい加減誇るのは止せ
あどけない妄想をひけらかしてまた悦に浸るの？
ファシストを殺してる
暮らしを崩してる
退路を気にしてる
極北に居らんないよ
感覚の修正！
もう元には戻れない
底の砂を掃き捨てないの？
感覚の修正！
なんだってもうつまらんなら
感覚の修正！
窓枠を揺らしてる
半身を乗り出してる
軌道を塞いでる
暴力は続いてく
僕らの葛藤に縋って立つその姿を
バカみたいって言うな！
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In Action
04:53
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I agree just you know
The scenery from the window
But you covered your eyes
With a military cap
I can never tell what you saw in action
Like a recruit hangin' back
Lingerin' on a place for slack
You used to neighbor on her home
I bet you are a man
With the honor of immaturity
Is this the place you've fallen out?
A bit too bright, considering
I can never tell what you saw in action
And the Navy eyes grew
To confine you to this room
You used to neighbor on her home
So we would never try again
To dig up boxes full of pain
You used to neighbor on her home
You couldn't never have a hope
We should be torn up to four
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From Camel's Back
02:44
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Seymour's wiped out everyone
Buddy's on my mind physically
I fell away from camel's back
Buddy's on the way of pilgrims
Gentle desertion
"Think a little more bout
the one we've wronged
He's so funny and friendly."
You said, "There are stars
revolvin' round us
He's just the smallest."
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Banana
04:08
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How did you feel, chief
When you refused Sunny's lure?
Pretend as if you were Jesus Christ
Indeed, I think it's really true
"I can't help
I don't wanna watch girls dive in ecstasy"
How are you really mad;
The medicine made from banana
Will make you turn into someone you hate
The most ever in your life
But you dealt
But you dealt it like a souvenir in a package
I've peeled and grasped a banana
You've sucked and tasted a banana
She took it in her hand, flung it down, kicked it far
Population consists of chimpanzees, banana peels and her
What's wrong?
It's an unusual stuff
Elbow aside endorphin and something bigger to lean on
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