exact syllable matches

the dark --

a fugitive

can promise you

- nothing

eyes and be

all intuitive

where

all the Cubans lived

 

all the used ones in

whom,

all things do subsist

yet

all this proves nothing

wearing

all this stupid shit

 

all up to the grid

You

are a fugitive

 

are a proof of this

 

are clear proofs of it

 

Arthur, do something

You're just a

barking lunatic

doesn't

bother you, does it

Something

bothers you, fuck it

the other is

called commutative

enchanters

calling through the mist

a

calmer view of things

rented

car into a ditch

Laplace transformation and

convolution is

from your

cotton pooter disc

stupid

daughters to the prince

This

Doctor, you trust him

will

fall into a pit

shall

fall into the ditch

can

fall into the pit

too

far into the spring

a

father who loved him

The

goggles do nothing

Not

gonna do a thing

we were

gonna do nothing

Braden, he's

He's
like he's

gonna do something

not

gonna do the trick

I

gotta do somethin'

but you

I
scary, I
Seriously, you
We
You
You've

gotta do something

already

gotten you the gift

an

honour to serve it

seems inescapable

logic to judges

the

longer view of things

A

lot of ruined lives

lose our

Martin Luther Kings

every last

molecule of him

goddamn

monster, you dumb bitch

people and the

non-Inuit Yupik

thing

not a stupid thing

is

NOT a useful skill

He is

these propositions is

not intuitive

rolled

off into the ditch

I

was

offer you a drink

girl

on some stupid whim

BUD

PONDERS WHO'S the SIMP

way a

promise to forgive

I

I'll

promise you one thing

Some

promise you some things

She

promised to turn him

has

promised, to the gift

a

proper use of it

's toniest

prostitution ring

 

saw what you just did

A

shotgun to the dick

out of our

solitude, NOTHING

word

spot into the script

and

started to run things

powers are

starting to appear

Really

starting to come in

I'm

talking to a fish

breathing, to

talking, to fucking

 

walking school buses

to so much moon-

walking, moonrunning,

 

want her to jump in

 

want it to, does it

they pursuit a

wanted fugitive

nobody else

wanted to admit

 

wants us to trust Him

It

was a blue something

one hand

was a crucifix

that I

was a humanist

She

was a lunatic

that

was the cruelest thing

Jace

was the true culprit

what he

was, a humanist

of

water through a sieve

with 1 extra syllable

might receive

adoption to sonship

appears and

witnessing, experience

dissolves into nothing

by adopting an

exotic pseudonym

 

ionic toothbrushes

really

responded to the script