exact syllable matches

have

a girlfriend now

A

buncha sellouts

eventually just

burn herself out

nothing

but a head now

up

but the 's down

I must

confront them now

tongues

cut from their mouths

that he

doesn't care how

if Vern

doesn't get out

the

first one went south

emanating

from the guest house

paralyzed

from the neck down

be liberated

from the self-doubt

It's

just a flesh wound

 

Just a flesh wound

cycles

must run their rounds

little bit

of a meltdown

Cult

of the Dead Cow

wall

of the hen house

them out

of the workhouse

dozen

of us left now

and

one of them cows

in

one of them now

took

one of them out

it to

others, when found

home and

shut herself down

afraid there's

someone else now

time after

the direct sound

in

the first 12 rounds

 

The sun went down

and

the Turks friends now

and was

under their couch

lower ones,

up again, down

the

words of their mouths

with 1 extra syllable

 

Another letdown

of the

burden of self-doubt

 

Corporate sellout

out with wannabe

corporate sellouts

like, a

couple again, now

it's in our

dangerous warehouse

trying to

figure herself out

wrinkled but

Fonda herself now

perpetual

harshness of their sound

 

Helen, hunt them down

My

monitor went out

head of

our affairs now

is

our turf, get out

come you

rented the penthouse

greatest

treasures of their house

with 2 extra syllables

asking for

attention again now

these

characters were left out

 

mutational meltdown

 

mutational meltdowns