At the rate I'm going
little hands will be all
that hold me back and
the minute men they stand and watch,
we'll fuck them through!
Don't lose touch.
Better keep those shoes
and specs on the middle
the minute men they stand and watch,
we'll fuck them all!

Still approved,
located in the region
somewhere off of Bermuda.
Caught on quick,
consider it belittled,
tired and deleted.

Everybody look it's a
breathing stepping stone.
Not to be confused
with my meaningless monologue.

Hummingbird
killed the lion's pride
with the
streaks of shade.
And by the way...

Hummingbird
killed the lion's pride
with the
streaks of shade.
And by the way...

At the rate I'm going
little hands will be all
that hold me back and
the minute men they stand and watch,
we'll fuck them through!
Don't lose touch
Better keep those shoes
and specs on the middle
the minute men they stand and watch,
we'll fuck them all!

I'll be frank,
where lights dim under pressure,
and ignore applications.
Excuse me,
corrections are appealing,
locks to secure breathing.
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Everybody listen to him, he
speaks in monotone,
Another cyborg among the
fertile drones.

Hummingbird
killed the lion's pride
with the
streaks of shade.
And by the way...

Hummingbird
killed the lion's pride
with the
streaks of shade.
And by the way...

And now I bear this curse for you,
not for him.
It loses a blinker,
fought both sides.
And now I bear these thoughts of you,
not of him.
I'll stay right here and
guard the similar.

Hummingbird
killed the lion's pride
with the
streaks of shade.
And by the way...

Hummingbird
killed the lion's pride
with the
streaks of shade.
And by the way...

Strike!
Leg up, say you'll get it.
Tell me you're going to get it.
Strike!
Leg up, say you'll get it.
Tell me you're going to get it.
Strike!
Leg up, say you'll get it.
Tell me you're going to get it.
Strike!
Leg up, say you'll get it.
Tell me you're going to get it.