well, I hate puzzles now​.​.

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Your gums rub off!
I never say that “I’m feeling owed”, and its opposite to be (you are too kind!)
A fever so gone, I sleep in combs and it’s hard to be honey (when that carrot withered I just figured..)
but you stay up late, spite sombre days, yes It’s hard to feel enough.
You set it off, got it wrong, set it up and then it never calms. This happens all night!
I’m always ending, I’m always serving, I’m on the same wave – and this is a shitty place!
I’m always here babe, I’m always serving. I keep your nose clean, it’s coin operated.
Hypnotic? You got it! I feel like aspartame.
I’m always here late, in all the wrong wakes you never cull – I’ve said it’s closer now!
I’ve got a feeling that it’s all inane, when it’s all night.
Oh when mouths leak bad enough..
Oh no but it’s okay. Oh no, Trill is okay!
I’ve got a feeling that it’s all inane.
When mouths leak bad enough..

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from everything's an 8, released November 30, 2016

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