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Oh, The Congestion - Piebald
I'm wanna see the sun
I'm waiting for someone to get me out of bed
Sweet oblivion
Well it's just what's the point
I'll ask anyone for absolute truths and hundred proofs
There has been nothing to say since there has been nothing to prove
I'll follow laws of man if they make perfect sense
Or else I'm on my own
My own precedence
Heat operator says I'll send a hot one soon
Delivered to the moon the place where no one is
There has been nothing to say
Since there has been nothing to prove
Never done nothing like that before
And you can try to understand
Look down at the floor and go
Stuffy nose and runny brain
Oh the congestion
Cash in on irony while you still have the chance
Too smart to do the dance too jumpy to stand still
There is nothing left to do
