Black Box Down
black box down
match me
doubters
sulfur
to
tip
sip
of
flame
swallowing me
burning your name
poor lost puppet
one string away
break me free
run run run
mental misfit race
run run run
catch me
drawing the breezes line
once we complete
this
magic carpet ride
hacked foxes clown
black box down
?
you ever seen a dog get mad at the dung he just dropped
just picture a pit-bull take ing a dump
now picture that dog going rabid
on
"it" ...
watch your worded breath
...
..
.
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