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Hyperventilation Weeks Lyrics

Culture we need to bake our bread

So we grow seeds forget instead
A bread must rise, a body breathe

My body's oxygen is my bread's yeast

It lies in the dark, it watches my bed

I inhale til I'm stale, til my blood is bright red
Til my fingers grow hair, hardly there

The staff overacts, but my heart ignores the facts

Some people study political science

Some people are a pain in the a**
All people need a medical insurance

And and agricultural education

To hold their head high for their nation

But they've already arested each other

Oh my love, we've not yet arrested each other
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