Eating tortilla chips
Thinking about sailing ships
Not much negative in the head
No longer dread
Being alive
High-five
Where would I possibly be
If music hadn’t found me
Filling my soul
Making me feel whole
Ya, chips are good
Wish I could
Eat them faster
Bastard
Yum yum
Look at my hairy bubble gum
If you don’t know
It’s my nut sack, hoe
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