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Telephone irrelevant elephants, I got a briefcase full of evidence
Evidently, basically to defend, census says sentiment
Send 'em in with cinnamon, I'm a synonym for irrelevance
Hints of mints, in a pinch, ambulance, since the last time I went
Trick-or-treating, Halloween broomsticks for the witch
I'm wishing there's no prison, I keep pushing every person
I'm a visionary, I can paint it in a picture
Pictionary, I act it out in a living room
Parrot or canary, a carrot for a rabbit hole
Lost in a map, longitude and latitude, I'm a loose end screw
The spiral, continues, I'm unstoppable
Like an avalanche, crashing down the woods
Fountain water springs, I wish it would
Watch it wash canyons in the mountains
Crayons, accountant, systematic cannons, don't be panicking
Mannequin, I see you salivating
Drooling all over your food, microwaving, detonating fuse
I can see you're changing moods, it's apparent
Like a waxing, waning moon, it's transparent
To a massive honeymoon, semi-static from the acid
It's as phatic, demographic plastic, like reality TV television
Actress emphasis, like a comic book with demographics
Metamorphosis, into actors with patience problems practicing
I'm like over it, and over it, and over it
It's like you're gravitating and orbiting
According to nighttime stories about origins of cherry blossoms
In the corner, I'm like a waiter, waiting for you to order
I suppose I support her in the shadow
I'm waiting like thorns in a rose bush
That's left to burn in the fire, I'm yearning to go on
Before that's a cushion my ass could ask for
Sitting down on the couch at last
And I can lean back and just soar off
I'm blasting off, faster than a flash in tele-orbit
Whatever that means, I just made it up, and faster than that
It's like a blast-off, Pedro Martinez at bat
In fact, I act out so many non-facts
It's practically not supposed to be attracted by
So many of these non-feeds, emergency calls