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from where i was standing​.​.​. (marine biology)

from michael jordan's gay by the chicago bulls

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All alone like street lights
Give a liter cola to the homeless man,
Tell him,
Used to run it
Drunk,
High
with Sam,
A Basketball orange sunset,
Shoot it high against the buildings
Five seconds left
Feel it in my lungs next
Callin up NDO he solidify the deals,
Got Big Bill's cold garage slow cookers and the hearty meals,
Then got the taste of steel,
the shudder of her leg, sweat
drips the smell of booze pours
thanks and giving me the gift next.
I got the feeling
Mars would get
If it was
Harsh and Wet
Spark blunts on Pebblestone,
I Got the fiends bowl left.
Dream hard of a different day,
give this shot to the bum,
Rollin up to Colesville
Caged bird,
Sing it to me son.


Stumblin on home drunk
Drivin,
Dreamin see me up the punx
14 and Stage Divin
I commit the crime of lost boys
killin college brain cells
dustin' off trick or treaters
Only paint ball shells
Colesville son, I tell ya
Read em and weep
See me on the field
you yellin "boourns" from the cheap seats
Knees weak
I joined the other squad like team sleep
Picked apart the days and treat her right with shiny clean teeth
Now I drive a green jeep
With swollen eyes and cotton mouth,
Please don't grind the rounds until I make a sound.

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from michael jordan's gay, released June 17, 2013

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