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Pyramid

from Troppo by the next hundred years

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i can feel feel your breath on me
boot-print like a memory
fishing for an apology
jaw sore from ends meat
blowing smoke through clenched teeth

didn’t think i’d lie down on your job

i got my nails in the sand
i got my hands in the sand
i lost my head in the sand

didn’t think i’d lay down
on my job now
didn’t think i’d lay down
on my job now

and it piles up
it piles high
nothing stopping it’s right
it’s got one like me
it’s got no need to

no need to lay down on my job now

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from Troppo, released March 1, 2012

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