my car's not legal
exes are circling
in order to sneer at me
or through a third party
reminding me of their disgust
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my car's named gangsta
things are just broken in a certain way
karma is in the air
processing sibling issues
with a near stranger
and seeking to match subpersonas
with a lovely gal
living with someone
a thousand miles away
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acquisition of the gangsta
allowed memories to rise
of being bullied in childhood
maybe i'll take up aikido
i hate aikido
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i am a boor
an italian hillbilly
i just can't take this culture anymore
let me farm far away
from the circus
this stunning unreality
of so many
and if you are watching
the wedding
i am not speaking to you either
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