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poipt. - humphrey's jig كلمات الأغنية

verse 1 (julian bingham):
i’m gonna start a cult
and burn down the dmv
i waved 7 dollars in front of a homeless person with an open smile
i make a living soliciting money from the irs
i just spat on a waiter because i don’t respect the working class
i made eye contact with someone on the elevator
i live in several places, none of which are my home
lately the crawlsp_ce has begun to stink
i had a freudian slip about greek people at the dining table
nonе of my coworkers suspect i am g_y
when i was 10, i joinеd the communist_

verse 2 (nathan morehouse):
yeah
i was kidnapped and taken from my home at the age of 8
and indoctrinated into a cult
(do you want me to go now?)
(yes)
i was trafficked through all of chicago for all of 17 years
[?]
if you think about it
if you think about it, we’re all just floating meat sacks
on a floating rock (…it’s feudal)
out in a void of nothingness
(i’m spittin’ heat all over the track)

- poipt

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