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Sonar

from On Air by My Head Radio

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He's needy, she's nasty.

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My ship is sinking
who will save me
my red light blinking
cut from shaving
another beard
tiered with lies
my mother mirror
spears my eyes
my tears disguise
the rise in rage
it’s weird but I
pry each page
staging a raid
claiming I’m paid
my personal journal
explains how I’m fake
the drain on my take
makes me so mad
I could just punch the face
that’s shaped like my dad
if only I had
a one time vacation
from life’s little laugh
while stuck in this place and
I constantly feel like I’m losing my mind
obvious bruising
confusing the line
lots of reusing
excuses to blind
obnoxious improvements
removing my spine
finding time after time
I’m barely a man
rewinding the crime
I’m sharing my hand
blaring my plan
to all who will listen
baring the brand
“No balls were given”
I’m just a minion
an admission of failure
I trust my opinion
like women love sailors
must I throw hail towards

my windows of glass
exposing my scales for
bindles of cash
doing the math
I’m stuck in subtract
shaking while breaking
what lies in my path
picking my scabs
I grab for attention
sticking a stab
a drab intervention
a blander invention
doesn’t exist
my cancer’s intention
plummets, I’m sick
trick me with treats
sweep off my feet
season the reason
I sleep on the streets
why must we compete
beat the dead horse
we both have our needs
but the deeds are all yours
we only explore
the shores of your ocean
I feel so ignored
I’m bored with emotion
I feel an explosion
closing in fast
my loco commotion
is rolling and brash
smashing my glass
my cast is crashing
strapped by my past
a classless lashing
I’m thrashing around
screaming and yelling
trapped, feeling bound
steaming expelling
Hell, literally

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from On Air, released September 11, 2008
Written by Wex, Lyrics by Boca, Performed by MHR, Produced by Wex

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