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from man​-​cub by CottonMouth

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So much inside that won’t escape
My hands are open, my mind agape
Begging for a spark, something to set fire
My life’s work is work, my body for hire
I owe it all to someone else
These things i live with are off the shelf
Nothing belongs to me I see that sleep is no longer my enemy
Dreams are easy, you can always wake up
Conscious again want to empty my cup
I’m not thirsty anymore, my lips are wet
Can’t find that feeling that i want you to get
Toking up, making thoughts
Left coast ripping, raking blots
I always wanted to want to stay
But at the end of every single day
I don’t want to do what anyone says

Can we agree on that? No
Allow me my head
Can we agree on that? No
Allow me my bed

Quilt where i tilt my hilt to grab my sword
I am floating away so now gravity is floored
The bandar log tempting cause I am getting bored
Let these emotions step up and be the lord
Gotta find one blue, one black
Experiment find out if one or two is whack
Tell me what you would do
What would you do with that?
It’s up to you in fact
But I’m gonna run you over if you’re on my track
So get out of the way
I got too much regret, I got too much to say
I got too much food on my tray

There’s really no need for bridges anyway
I got wrong’s to write
long history of mystery
Cursory, sensory factoids with slack voids
That’ll leave you hungry like a fat boy
And I’ll chill and sit with you and your crew
But I hope you gotta good view
Cause JayCub’s rollin on through
and I’m making the best

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from man​-​cub, released August 25, 2014

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“I had never seen the jungle. They fed me behind bars from an iron pan till one night I felt that I was Bagheera - the Panther - and no man's plaything, and I broke the silly lock with one blow of my paw and came away; and because I had learned the ways of men, I became more terrible in the jungle than Shere Khan.” ... more

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