Subconscious Roams

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August 2011

Something like melatonin is easy to keep me zonin,
nothin like a sneeze from you to keep me goin,
bluffin like a weather man when the rains are blowin,
cunnin like the anchor man who keeps everyone knowin,

whats the reason behind all my urges to place,
my two feet in front of you to see you face to face,
stop hidin the cards, i saw you stole the ace,
drop everything you're doin and race to my place,

clearly you must not think as far as me,
future rarely comes up, locations are hardly,
ever determined but you stay certain like archery,
fuck bein the smart apple if i know you won't miss me,

cheers to another one i'll soon sweep under the rug,
heres to another one that'll give me reason to chug,
in my head is where you roam all comfy and smug,
givin me a high i've never received from any drug.

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