Hymn Eola

i can walk outdoors
 shut the lock on poors
 is my mind for me
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 should i make it free
 when you take that tea
 eat the bag all ways
 opt to press on for'd
 make it up then make it more
 i salute your courage
 take the place thats yours
 i can beat my stirrings
 like a homegrown force
 there's a chance i'll fall
 i can make no calls
 if i hit that burden
 nail my hands with brüder
 i'm a roughneck looter
 from the rue st. cat
 i can roast my back
 eat the meat from scraps
 all the dogs like hambones
 never laughed at dopethrone
 i can be your leader
 when the world erupts
 i can hike alone
 make a pool at parc royale
 if i have ideas
 plan to never see us
 i can throw that spear
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 right between the eyes