I Could Have Been a Psychopath If I Hadn'T Been So Lazy

spun a ruler on my head
pretend to be a helicopter
i'm not even going to finish this senten
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that whole line i couldn't be bothered lifting my finger
sometimes i let the television watch me
can i borrow the sky tomorrow
bathe in oils of sorrow
wish i could see for the everywhere
groaning out the end
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