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The Hook Lyrics

60,000,000 ways to die choose one”

this is a solar thang
like 2% hope on ice
with your molitov self
on all the tangible gone of away air mattress.
Hope, no throat,
drained of all its b***erscotch.

cool arm siphoned of it's red trickle,
through a keyhole.
fragile in the suck of every day
toward the sun,
“keep sticking the f*** up”,
hung on the metal between two passing checks…
beside a low fire
of the worst-case scenarios…
staring at the stalk of a dead plant deaf…
singing “material girl” siniging “fame”
singing “a hard days night”
singing “60,000,000 ways to die choose 1…
by bill, by car, by arm, by c**, by gun, by mic,
by friend, by egg, by bill, by song, by dog,
by art, by book, by hype, by death,
by lung, by wing, by hope, by dream, by why?, by band….
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