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on the seventh day I rest for a minute or two

coffee laced intoxicating on her lips

open atmosphere, take me anywhere

for every questioned hour, for every second devoured

only when the stars are light enough

on a bed of spider web I think of how to change myself

there was nothing, but I waited, I waited

crushed and filled with all I found

following the stream up north

breakin' our backs on breakin' down stones

you fight and you fuse, oh, you're a wild little bruise

never tasted as sweet a poison as you have

bleed for a sinner; I just need a few pennies more

let me spin you a yarn for a cent