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The Uncluded
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Boomerang
[Kimya Dawson]
[Aesop Rock] All dressed up, like a spider in a cup Entirely divided from his hub Addressing injuries commissioned by the southern? county briar? Whien building coverage out of rubber tyres ... to the thumbs... Negotiated inter-stellar peace talks Mothership transmitting intel on the meatloaf Ummm... It's getting cold, sugar water getting warm Cruising to a future summer, suiting up for civil war How? All dressed up like a spider in a cup Hiding tiny butterflies inside his gut Having settled down, several thousand miles from his blood To climb in tirelessly, hide, dive into a sponge Space invaders to a paper Rita Hayworth Trying to tunnel 'till he ankle deep in Pater? Or halo deep in water... Glub glub... wondering if running Is considered by the people to be cowardly or cunning
[Hook] Boomeroomerang, Boomeroomerang, Boomeroomerang, Boomeroomerang x2
[Kimya Dawson]
[Aesop Rock] All dressed up, like a spider in a cup I'm four balled tyred in the mud When it's diner food or bust Spiralling a sign of whats to come While pretending I am fine with what I've done I'm not, but homies that appreciate the crisis And treat 'em like they seen em with a second set of eyelids Ok, that wasn't fair, admittedly I wasn't there Long before I volunteered as unabashed, unaware How? All dressed up, like a spider in a cup Who never knew a silence so abrupt When the mileage in the middle, turn a siren to a hush First you hate it, then you love it, then you try it as a crutch Long Island was the hatchery, NYC the wet stone Sharpening the carving knives, foraging for breadcrumbs I headed west, planned to boomerang back Sidetracked by a trans-continental cage match
[Hook]Annotate
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