hey chief hows the status puddle

is it hard to hold your bad breath

how's the picture perfect likeness

nice frame from the way you see yourself

smile

look into the place of our old school

denial

nice move



the hundred meter rhythm

you always go the distance

the memories shared (are not.../ in our honor)

nostalgia is under current

it must be such a burden

you see them on the way downstream



I followed and jaded

the road I

hated

this farewell in lieu of

a letter

a should of

ill never be able

to withdraw

the message sent



the status pool defines you

the photos will remind you

you reinvented your minors world

and drove into town



bite the hand feeding

Leave it

plead it

go and be able

earn your

label

I heard you were better man

a letter from some old forgotten friend

Inbred



hey chief how's the karma struggle

is it hard to hold your bad breath

how s the picture perfect ending

nice frame from the way you see yourself

click!

smile

see you on the way back to your school

I'll see you on the way our old school




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