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Prince Daddy & the Hyena - A Random Exercise in Impermanence (The Collector) lyrics

Artist: Prince Daddy & the Hyena

album: Shoelaces


The passenger almost died today
Got his blood smeared across my face
They say that he might be okay
But he'll never be the same
Fought off the consequences
Up 'til he mangled his wrists
I think I should sell my ass away
To smooth these wrinkles out my brain
Make me ordinary
Weight drips from his body
Blame it on bad, bad luck
I got a hunch it's something big
Like the collector collecting
Enough's enough, I've had a fucking 'nough!
And with a skull that's fucking thick
I'd like to see you get through it
Enough's enough, I've had a fucking 'nough!

It's just a joke, a play, a game he plays
But he always fucking wins
A bone to pick
This ugliness needs unpacking
And through the mist
I spot a rift that's opening

Sleep 'til you're 39
Then have a little kid
Just like your daddy did
Then let him watch you sick and growing old
Breathe 'til you're 45
Then have another kid
Just like your daddy did
Then let 'em watch you sick and growing old

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