Picking Dragons' Pockets

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I ain't your pasture now.

I ain't your pasture now, nor your equipment.

An auditory trick.

There a boot that begs to be licked. I am the tarmac. I'm the pilot.

I am the flight path. You can't get past that.

Well, they'll go crazy if you don't go crazy somehow.

And I'm not crazy 'bout what they're so crazy 'bout now.

We've been eating our own.

We've been eating our young. We've been eating our own young.

Idle hands around the devil's throat.

The suicide note that another's hand wrote, and we're used to this.

And they'll go crazy if you don't go crazy somehow.

And I'm not crazy 'bout what they're so crazy 'bout now.

Picking dragons' pockets into where we go.

Breathe in poison, then you breathe out smoke. It's clear I'm looking for an in and out.

We're bad for good, chickens cast about. Up and down is how low I'd go.

Came up from the bottom looking like the throne. Still trying to grow eyes where but you did not know.

Turns out we're deranged and so. Finally, it's in the wind. Fresh coats on dirty skin.

That means to me no ends again.

Picking dragons' pockets into where we go. My eyes are their eyes, watch the show.

Facts on facts on screens aglow. We're pretty tricky little animals.

Well, I'm not crazy 'bout what they're so crazy 'bout now.

And they'll go crazy if you don't go crazy somehow.

Look outside of a microscope. Voice to skull, try to crush your soul.

But we're pretty tricky little animals. Killers gettin' killer till the world glows.

Well, something that I know for sure is love makes love and hate makes more.

We're pretty tricky little animals. We're pretty tricky little animals.

Something that I know for sure is love makes love and hate makes more for sure.

Pretty tricky little animals. We're pretty tricky little animals.

I ain't your pasture now.

I ain't your pasture now. I'm just equipment.

We've been eating our own.

We've been eating our young. We've been eating our own young.