Onomontopeia In My Head Reversing My Psychology
The Fists Flying; Unaligned, Untimed, Satan's Apology
Has Hold Of The Intellectuals, Seemingly Redundant
Fossil Fuels Are Brainwaves, Redeemingly Abundant
Windchimes Of The Past Haunt Those Who Are Present
Black And Blue That Will Dance For The Lowly Peasant
It's Pleasent; He Teaches Us Songs In Faux Fur Harmony
The Pope Was Caught Stealing Freedom From The Armory
It's Harmin Me; Walk With Confidence In The Darkness
You Knew Where Everything Was? Fate Double Parked Us
It's The Brain Pain Coach! Lost In Your Sane Approach
Pile Me Off To The Left With The Rest Of What Is Gauche
Pay A Penny For What I Meant? It's Just Common Cents
Your Mind May Be Unscathed, But The Fender's Full Of Dents

...And The Mental Ones, And Twos, And Threes, With Physicality Were Seized...

wErd?

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