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Camera Thief Lyrics - Southsiders - Atmosphere

Camera thief 

Take pictures 

Run like the parallel stitches 

Attach my feet to the path I beat 

Teach myself to keep the answers brief 

Gnash my teeth like the last to feast 

Imagine me on that abandoned beach 

Sand and sea as if the jazz was free 

I'm Ice cream mixed with gasoline 

Direct attention to the craftsmanship 

Neglect to mention that the past will stick 

Like initials carved in the concrete 

Like the tattoo that hides on your mommy 

I still kick it with angels 

The difference is that instead of the bar, I'm at my kitchen table 

The starlight shines through the glass 

But you feel safe underneath that mask 

 

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Ferris Wheel, give rides 

These scars healed in time to get high 

Lock the doors and hide the keys 

Lets go describe how to climb a tree 

Don't sign the lease just cop a corner 

For you to curl up and try to sleep 

Those cheap police won't find my wings I keep my dreams inside my dreams 

And If I had a time machine 

I'd probably use it like a vacuum and try to clean 

It kind a seems, quite more than a handful of these regrets have been circumstantial 

Now give me all the cash out the drawer 

Touch that mustache down on the floor 

And I'll be in court holding a pitchfork 

Before I let the contest outlast the sport 

 

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Pocket watch, impatient 

Find a mate then make the migration 

Break the rules, but first break the rulers 

And keep it moving like a rumor 

I don't need to defend my defensiveness 

I keep to myself, my family, and friendships 

I've got enough people I could disappoint 

If you disagree I think you missed the point 

Now go ahead and grab a chair 

Let me tell you about the last few years 

Pulled out a sack full of Samson's hair 

And put it on the dash like a dancin' bear 

I wrote you a horoscope 

It won't fit on this post-it note 

But if I had to sum it up into a shorter quote 

It goes fuck it, you might as well row that boat 

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