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happy dividends - plainspoke lyrics

happy dividends lyrics
[verse 1]
having me inhibited and living in a land of habits
made of happy dividends, the rabbit isn’t even home
apropos to icarus and burning up another matted map
of pen and pads, they tied a pigeon to the hippodrome

hitch home in a hit*or*miss, an edifice of *ism’s
that i’ve hidden in an bit of my belittled bone
my prison is a prism of an itty*bitty g
that hid in me just to flee what he believed is home

i’ve hid him underneath, in between
where the pieces fit together like a puzzle i don’t need to see
i’ve seen where the rudder leads, stuttering
other me’s, uttering, the weather for the week
and it’s wetter by the weep when i weave
measure up and leave, got a lead with a head for the subtlety
head above the water bed, treading water
in a bed of pedigrees, settle for the beach when it wasn’t me

sand*ed it better, betting these for the effigy
half a g to ebbing, even out what we never be
leavening a noun unannounced, got a set of these
out with the how and the evidence of brevity

doubt is a common denominate that i believe
love is anomalous, a comedy of omniscient opposites
and i been sitting opposite of all of this
looking for my joy in the inanimate monogamous

[segue]
you ever heard of a hard body holding contest?
it’s when you get a….

[verse 2]
lazarus pit in the middle of peaches
i’m eating in peace, i’m just tearing the piece a bit
adding up all the receipts i received
i’m just staring at deep ends, i depend on reaching in

what am i reaching in? pieces of me just for keeping
i’m eating these pieces, i’m candid
i’m canning a habit of having to have a good reason
for leaving and heeding my heed a bit
even when deepening, bonds are just ominous secrets
i’m keeping in common with edicts in
tween an apocryphal optical, leading in
lot of the grievances hot and cold equalling

fences are falling like dominos, rapido
happy to hold up the hole where the ceiling is
how would you know i could eke it, this pot of gold
pockets are full, i’m just out of recidivists

out of my sleeves, just stealing the scene a bit
on an odyssey, to see what we leaving in
how do we needle this, threads that are weaving in
whatever’s said just to leaven the leverages

puddles i’m stepping in, separately evidenced
ever*receding, these gums are my severance
said i’ve unseated these sets of my demons
but debtors’ll hold on your dose of deceiving like

[verse 3]

how is it divided by division, when i’m living in
a bubble made of subtle little notches on my belt
how would you corroborate this level that we’re living in?
i limit it to images that often wouldn’t help
how would we enumerate the number that a human made
to humiliate a human in a hymn and imitate him by the
minute i’ve been waiting for the label that i’m printing
i’ve been squinting at the table, while i’m waving at my whims

and i wade in for a minute i’ve been waiting, weigh the minutes
so the wait is but a finite bit of fate that’s faded in
better failed than unfinished, life is fatal when you fin it
like a veil on a veil, i unveil what i meant

in the mail with the wit again, may amid a picket fence
they don’t wanna pick it, let em picket when they pay the rent
hail hotter minutes in the face of model minute men
phasing out an image of a face of feigning innocence

in a sense of hidden in the way out with the dividends
i fiddle with the innards of the knitted in the mitten ends
admit it then, i mitigate the middle, metaphysic ends
bend it with the etiquette, this edifice’ll hit again

and it depends on weather; modern medicine; my head is in, a state of often off*in hesitance…

[outro]
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- plainspoke lyrics

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