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from Water Child by Plainspoke

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Issac is his name
fucked his mother Katrina
lies did
just the same
as Mother Teresa
mind it never changed
she lost the train to sainthood
now she's a woman on a billboard,
built for change if change is good
ask them what we'd kill for
yet she remains our woods
these angles are built for
tangles that pilfer
dangle over tills
to tangle our time and limit our lips
label the lies the truth and quit
able to rise, never to live

it's a game played by men that know the rules
it's a game changed by men that know to choose
they run from you

limit what you pay back
like in it, could you say that?
a gimmick for the stray cats
estranged from the pack
abstain from the black
sorcery make it so serene-ic
close to me, I'm close to screaming
know me
I'm bulimic
throw up all the bullshit
holding it in motion
ocean if its open
Hoping it's broken before I break it to broke-in
make it uniform
unique like a unicorn
you need to conform
and tell us apart before we're born
it's a place to stay warm, to be warned before the outset
torn apart in mourning, I'mma pour myself in ounces
and pound this fist into the ground it's down quick
sink into the density around this I quit
before my gown slips
and my lips are sealed by drowned ships
can't seem to swim in this, it's typical to bounce in
gelatin, jealousy is crowned king
by the men I'm counting in this

it's a game played by men that know the rules
it's a game changed by men that know to choose
they run from you

the bills are crisp and freshly printed
painted over by the freshly minted
princes, don't wince at the image in his head
it's the better men that limit what you've said
I grimace through the pain, you diminish what
I've laid
I can't change that, only can remain sad
or pick up my belongings
throw em out the window as the train pass
my chain catch, the lesson:
living long and laid last
paid in cash, I barely exist
the plastic is my only gist
I'm packing up my shit
these packages are
mist in the fog, get caught in your paws
live forever like the host with the most applause
only nobody knows that it's you in claws
only nobody cares that you are lost
only nobody's here to take you home
when you've got nowhere to go
and it's all that you want in this game that you are

it's a game played by men that know the rules
it's a game changed by men that know to choose
they run from you

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from Water Child, released December 3, 2012

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