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estate sales - the intelligence lyrics

i wanna ticket
i wanna walk
i want my body outlined in chalk
i wanna measure
i wanna pour
i wanna pal around with treasure and a wh0re
i wanna sniff
i wanna slap
i want my talent rewarded with the clap
i want my own place
i wanna start
i wanna cry myself to sleep in the dark
i want some money
i wanna bag
i wanna rise from the dead and key a jag
i wanna ticket
i wanna walk
i want my body outlined in chalk

and when i die in my apartment
and i’m dragged out under a sheet
all the things i’ve saved up for
area headed for the rummage sale

there is a walkway right through the trash
there is a slot wherе i don’t wanna crash
i found my own place but not a start
it’s pretty salty over thеre in the dark
and when i die in my apartment
and i’m dragged out among receipts
and all the things i’ve saved up for
passed over at the rummage sale

- the intelligence lyrics

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