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    "Imaginary Places" Lyrics

    Busdriver

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    Im just here to hold your hand when you die
    and to show you around imaginary places
    puttin many lumps on my bloody stump
    edible habits so I bit the perfect circle
    die in your sleep with the sky at your feet
    ill shoot you when your happy on the day that you will find peace
    how did you do it, i dont know, im ok
    every person i know is a secret sorta agent
    cuz im accused of lewd conducts
    all prove hard to rate the prompts
    any kind of rumor for em, may they rest to put me in a loony bin
    a funny farm a coo coo but they need a villian

    Im just here to hold your hand when you die
    there is not a sicker person that can do it better
    no need to skip it in my eco system
    but in the audience of me being evil christian
    H-M know how I hate him so
    but he charged me for a halo
    but im on a scavenger hunt for a map with a chunk
    of a sky mirror Ill go crazy with a mud pie
    I play dead songs on the sill screen
    Iron my shirt it is a chill dream
    It is on to lead away to the stair well till we gut him in it
    straight up from the center finally fair-well

    Im just here to hold your hand when you die
    and to give your assault rifle a bannana clip
    glow in the dark when i stroll in the park
    giving everybody informative pamphletes
    no sign of life for as far as i can see
    everybodys just charred meat up in the car seat
    eat shit and die to the secret spy
    cuz i have this funny feeling that im being watched
    24-hour survailance
    money or power or ailments
    whyd they send the medical the he shimmered me the hammer
    it was way too much you coulda went and had 200

    Im just here to hold your hand when you die
    Psycho better cause trouble runnin for your soft spot
    late market closed, and the irk on her nose
    turned into a deadly gas flowin through the air ducts
    shes had no love for the thought that she was
    she doesnt love me cuz I dont have the right hair cut
    Im miss-understood, I just face it, Im no good
    but I will not appologize for anything that I say
    My name is Mr Busdriver
    this is the producer Paris
    we are not embarassed to admit that we were purchasing a bit
    of our own imaginary place

    kids.. if you want to piss off your parents
    show interest in the arts

    kids.. if you really want to piss off your parents
    buy real estate in an imaginary place.. oh yes

    ok ok, alright, um, yea..
    now
    move!

    - lots of scratching -

    gotta do my shout outs now.. (peace to)

    Im just here to hold your hand when you die
    Paris and Daddy care, theyll also be there too

    Im just here to hold your hand when you die
    Unless you get the (senamums) to her we'll help you

    Im just here to hold your hand when you die
    Feel the fellowship announced everyone will help you

    Im just here to hold your hand when you die
    Shoulda been an empire hip hop clan too

    Im just here to hold your hand to die
    Im just here to hold your hand when you
    Just here to hold your hand..
    when you die..
    This song was last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing.
    Written by Regan Farquhar.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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