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Dust 2 Dust
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Drizzle drips the honey
Drops the money
Drops the gun
Holds a pumpkin up
Above his lump
And swears it is the sun
It’s real fun, IT’s Real funny
it’s Real funky, it’s Real fucked
If we all agree that’s the galaxy
Then I’m just the dust of a crumb
(I’m just the dust of a crumb)I feel nothing I am numb
(I’m just the dust of a crumb)Sweep me underneath the rug
(I’m just the dust)
I’m just the dust
Honey drips the drizzle
Sips the sizzle, slips outside
Puffs a cigarette, she’s an idiot
But she’s the kind of girl I like
She turns her fingers into a pistol
points her pistol at her mind
she rolls her eyes like they are missiles
and now that pistol’s a peace sign
I’m just the dust of a crumb
I feel nothing I am numb
I’m just the dust of a crumb
Sweep me underneath the rug
I’m just the dust of a crumb
I feel nothing
I’m just the dust
I’m just the dust
I’m just the dust
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