Trick of true
You wear your clothes you wore last year,
Use all those notes that music wears.
Before this morning and next day
You'll hear the same persuasive pray.
Noise of guitar opens your mind,
Silence of keys asks to decline,
Notations talk and grittly shout,
'Cause of them music was worn out.
Sweet crude and other toxic dreams,
Exchange offspring or ream,
Or ream that caul
Or ream them all.
Futurity is gleam.
Your lonely word should fly away.
Look for its tenor, choose its lay.
It's something pat, it's something good.
It's just a chancy trick of true.
Sounds came to me. Predict this step.
Wake up and hit my empty head.
I'm herbivore, be careful, dude.
I used to clear thoughts first then brew.
Give me the same name that was last,
I have to be the best of past.
Dear deity of your lads and dames,
You will not know what I became.
Sweet crude and other toxic dreams,
Exchange offspring or ream,
Show me your crawl
Or ream them all.
Futurity is gleam.
Your lonely word should fly away.
Look for its tenor, choose its lay.
It's something pat, it's something good.
It's just a chancy trick of true.
You're good at all things that I do,
But I'm the best at being you..
So, get your chance to fall apart
into place of my counterpart.
Sweet crude and other toxic dreams,
Exchange offspring or ream,
For choice: be thrall
Or ream them all.
Futurity is gleam.
Your lonely word should fly away.
Look for its tenor, choose its lay.
It's something pat, it's something good.
It's just a chancy trick of true.
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