Flood Waters

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I was wading through the flood waters
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You were waiting out a drought.
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Do I have that kind of love? Is that what it would take to see this out?
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Hold your empty disemboweled gas tanks up high.
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Turn them into a bong or a still
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Rooting through the gas stations, tilling up our backyards
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That's my rosy picture of the end times, my friend.
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Bodies crumble about as fast as a house in the sub,
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and what you leave behind
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is an un-corporeal monument of time
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whether by needle, your own hands, war, an empty belly, bus, or bug
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We all go seperate and together. As such, while I'm alive, show me love! Show
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me love! Show me love! Show me love