go follow @HippieSabotage

So many problems, so many problems
And we know how to solve them
We about that money though
And if it’s turning a profit we ain’t gonna stop it
Some say it ain’t the system it’s the fault of the people
It’s too easy to close your eyes and call it equal but it aint never been equal
And if you work hard you get to play hard
And if it’s too hard, then you and your babies deserve to starve
What the fuck you mean, American Dream?
Still we waiting on money to trickle down to the middle just so we can have a little, you know what I mean?
But we gone hold you down, if your skin is brown
Try to stay above water but you supposed to drown
If I can make it you can make it, you just lazy
And I don’t care, you can put in fifty hours a week just stop having them babies
Now Kanye say he God, and Eminem say he God
But you can bet with your bottom dollar that God ain’t never have a 10 car garage
It’s your own fault. So they say. So don’t blame me.
No such thing as privilege. You in charge of your destiny.
Its the haves and the have nots, my sympathy you deserve not
They call it a handout. But it’s a hand up from the bottom, its impossible to stand up
And we built this. Yes we built this. Can you feel this? If you got money and job it ain’t real, miss
And if you work hard you get to play hard
And if it’s too hard, then you and your babies deserve to starve
What the fuck you mean, American Dream?
Still we waiting on money to trickle down to the middle just so we can have a little, you know what I mean?
But we gone hold you down, if your skin is brown
Try to stay above water but you supposed to drown
If I can make it you can make it, you just lazy
And I don’t care, you can put in fifty hours a week just stop having them babies
Get an education, why you stupid?
I got you a job, why’d you lose it?
You a drain on this nation
21st century ain’t the president Haitian?
Why you complaining? Minimum wage ain’t bad, just saying
We don’t need to raise it. Get rid of regulation
And the unions too, we don’t need to save them
Now the banks, though, they need money
Capitalism, it sure is funny
Poverty rates are climbing higher
Land of opportunity is growing dryer
Have you ever lived in a neighborhood that’s hopeless?
I bet you ain’t
But you getting really good at telling us how to think
Even though your facts ain’t straight
Cuz if you work hard you get to play hard
And if it’s too hard, then you and your babies deserve to starve
What the fuck you mean, American Dream?
Still we waiting on money to trickle down to the middle just so we can have a little, you know what I mean?
But we gone hold you down, if your skin is brown
Try to stay above water but you supposed to drown
If I can make it you can make it, you just lazy
And I don’t care, you can put in fifty hours a week just stop having them babies

White Tiger (Hippie Sabotage x Tove Lo x Proper)

Prod. by @davincibeats

bitch im fuckin bout it know I’m trying to get in it know you need to get with it first place I'm gonna win it I beat the pussy up I tell it how it is I eat the pussy up she yankin on my ears now spit on it before you sit on it pocket full of rubber no one getting pregnant booty bounce, SINS SINS sorry I’m not sorry bitch drank drank, binge binge Wisco bitches get it in see her in that mini skirt what you gonna do? three words fuck dat bitch, fuck dat bitch, fuck dat bitch, fuck dat bitch I'll show you how to network if you show me how that neck work get you some. had me some. bitch didn't tell me she squirt ha yes it's true I'm nasty why because I can be girl I got that sweet tooth pussy taste like candy don't give a fuck what your color is inclusivist, you know I is safe sex, practice it ain't catching no case from a nasty bitch if you need to sleep it off go on the couch, bitch
you can use my paper blanket, girl i am so hood rich I’m so hood rich, call me Louie Schmogie yankin on them cow tits n pissin on yo homies I'm bout it bout it wont ever be famous man but I aint gotta be famous man I can be your weezy, aint got money but i can rap like him I’m over it now put your ass on my dick and pose and shit now freak my shit freak my shit freak my shit I'm bout it bout it take this dick take this dick you freaky bitch I'm bout it bout it all my ghetto bitches in the projects hit a fella up if gonna ride this front of the line if you a bad bitch we don't give a fuck if you a fat bitch I be that kootchie krook tell it how it is I snatch your pussy up drop it on my dick now drop low till it touch the floor I killed that pussy dead you act like you don't know now you know I'm bout it bout it

Bout It Bout It (Prod. by Davinci)

This beat is a @travisscott-2 remake by @Royoboywonder edited by @Proper

If y'all don't know by now it's too late
Got the shovel and rope and duct tape 
And we gonna dig a hole that's deep enough to reach the 
North Pole to put the bodies that we all hate. 
Cuz we made a lot of enemies 
Spending money heavily
Using a lot of weaponry as remedy
Motherfucker you tasteless 
Know I'm impatient 
Turn up the bass if you flagrant
turn up turn up turn up
Turn up the bass if you flagrant
Come with the payment
Stop by the station  
Motherfuckers trying to play us
Drag my name through the mud
You’ll go to sleep and never wake up

Fuck a safe house homey I'll hold it
I gotta hand grenade cuz i stole it
and I'm about to pull the pin and unload it
Explosion. Everything broken
And when the roof fall down and pin your ass 
to the ground you in your own shit
You already know that
If you looking for forgiveness get up out my business
I ain’t a saint, boy. I never leave a witness

Y’all taking our kids
Taking our kids out the home is what the war is
If y'all need to hold a gun just to get home
Better learn how to run when the badge come
Y’all taking our kids
Putting our kids in the dirt is what the war is
You about to get gone
You ain’t bulletproof with your colors on

Before you come around you can bow the fuck down
That aint yo money ho, what you got them bills for?
Now you done fucked up cuz I can tell this your first time
riding in the trunk with a blindfold. 
HA! You ain’t know about the street code.
Man, you don’t know about the street code
Better cry for your mama cuz you tried to make a dollar
On some fellas that be ice cold
This ain't a no flex zone so if you got no type get your flex on

Money wild

Keep it 100 - while I got 50,000 volts running through my ass, man
I keep it 100 - when the SWAT at your mama house 
knocking down the door real fast
She keep it 100 - she ain’t say shit while we 
slipping out the window or something
They keep it 100 - they’ll shoot ya in the back
if you got a gun or not with your hands up

Now if Ima tell the truth though, try to sell a loose smoke get a chokehold
If you in the store with a fake gun, they don’t need to warn none, shots fired till the job done.
Why you looking so guilty with your hood up, hands in your pocket on your skittles up to no good. 
Not afraid to kill a kid? George Zimmerman can suck a dick

What The War Is (Travis Scott remake prod. by Roy-AL)

I got a passport in ‘07
I said that I lost that shit
But I really gave it to a brotha named Jerry
And he probably still has it

Now I’m trying to go to Mexico with my main ho
Leaving 4:20 aint trying to fly coach
Business class
Leather seats
Free cookies
And other treats

But Jerry is probably long gone
I need a new passport
So I call up the courthouse
They said “Ya gotta completely reapply"

Bitch I’m on it. 4-6 weeks.
Gotta get my body right for the beach
Do my nails up
Shave my chest
Bleach my butt
You know the rest

I’m just trying to get to Mexico

Go outside, check the mail
Passport, still ain’t here
Y’all know me I start to FREAK
Held up in Houston
But they aint tell me

Then my girl tell me to get the whip
Drive to the Chi on a fucking whim
So I call up my main man, Nutsack.
Kevin Watt, he know where the butts at

We get to the Go,
Only took 2 hours to get the passport
Now I’m on my way home
So I can make nasty love to my girl, yo

You better watch yo back, Burner, this is ANDY
I’m a steal yo passport if ya dare me.
[bring it]  
Aight man, I’m gone break into your house,
lift yo passport, leave a steamer on yo couch

This a broadcast
Brang yo homies out
Steal the passport
Put it in your mouth
Chew that shit up
Fucking ruin it
Or steal his identity 
And fly to Bruges with it

In Bruges (Burner's Passport)

I thought we was made for each other
But now I’m up here working on my own thing
I don’t know where you is but I bet you ain’t alone cuz you can’t be
I know this
Now you can have everything that I have
But if you tear it in half then I don't want it back
I don’t want it back

You really used to drive me wild
Making hot feel mild
Flipping your hair, nails in my back
You the only one that make it hurt good like that
Now what you want me to get mad?
Why you make me yell like that?
How am I the bad guy when its you, when its you thats being bad?
Now where you been?
I thought you was out with your friends
Don’t try to pretend you was with them cuz I know you ditched them
I know how it ends

Sammy boy
Why don't step into my bedroom
Now I can take ya for a ride if ya want to
If ya can’t tell boy I want you
I was creeping for a minute
I was trying to get up in it
I wanna fuck ya in a costume
I’ll be Batman, you be Robin,
Pull out my pink tip, let’s get poppin
It’s amazing how light your hair is and dark your pubes are.
But it’s over now...


He ain’t a virgin.
Booty so tight, had my toes curling
Betcha didn’t know that Sammy was gay
Cuz he hanging out with fine bitches every day
Now have a look up close real quick
H   e always baking pies and shit
How many straight cats do you know
Can make a bacon onion macaroni cheese pot pie doe?
Hold the tomato. I don’t fuck with tomato.
Now I won’t fuck witcha boy, no
Cuz ya ass unfaithful

Why you cheated in our bedroom
On the sheets that I bought you
Walk up in the house
See two black dudes
With Sammy in the middle, spit barbecue
Like a little pale Chinese finger cuff
Oreo baby double stuff
Dip it in milk cuz he like it rough
He a nasty boy, like to pee in butts
Keep talking shit, I’m flexin nuts
Never knew it could hurt so much 
Gay love, baby, gay love
Popping boy pussy with his feet up in the air
with his hands on the ground, gotta booty like damn
Sam you a bad bitch, pin stripe spandex
Twerking that ass keeping time like a Rolex

Gay Love (Drive Me Wild)

Prod. by Tom Misch (The Journey)


Get your government hands off my government check.
Ain't no welfare queen getting my respect
I work hard for my money. Ain't got no job, but it's tough right now 
And I only need help for a little while
You see I'm different than you
You call it privilege but I'm just pulling on the straps of my boots. So it isn't, is it?
Now tell em 13 stripes and 50 stars
Is 100 times better than the confederate bars. 
Fly 'em high, boy
Take an old flag down put an older flag up
But it won't change your luck
Your name's too black. Sorry bout that. 
But Jamal and Tyrell ain't gonna get a call back
They hire Michael and Sally, Ashley and Bradley. 
They cry for more diversity but execute badly
They think affirmative action is too taxing on the business ideology of the company that they strive to be. 

You ever felt something so smooth? 
Now tell me something.  You think that you can handle it?
You ever lived a life so crude? 
A neighborhood in a city that abandoned it?

I met an old man with a master's degree
He can't find a job cuz he don't look like me
He had that look in his eye
Just like a gray sky before it collapses and traps us closed up on both sides
Where the people at? Where the government? God save him. He's had enough of it.
He swore on the bible, any mountain he'd climb
Then threw that book in the trash to try to reverse time
Back before the dead sea was dead he'd ride his camel to Sodom to get his belly fed. 
Be rich or be dead. 
The free market don't provide free bread

So get your government hands off my medical care
You ain't got money for a doctor you don't deserve to be there
Try the emergency room, and wait half the day
Leave the next morning with a bill you can't pay
Why my tax dollars gotta pay for your food?
Ain't got money for a meal, you don't deserve to eat too
And you can work for the minimum wage
See your work boots there? We took them straps away
Now try to pull 'em

That's what the white folks say
Try to find a black dude on YouTube to say the same thing
Now it's justified, the president's a black guy
Put your race card on the table, go on and give it a try
See how it stacks up to 4 of a kind
Now hand me them chips they've been reassigned

And I'm so tired of hearing this…
All lives matter! Is you serious?
All lives matter! Is what they claim
Tell that to Tony Robinson and Freddie Gray
Tell that to Eric Garner and Walter Scott
Tell the 9 black people in the church that was shot
Tell that to Michael Brown while he bleed on the ground
Tell it to the police before they pull their guns out
Tell yourself and your friends, but the killing won't end
When they bury their children, explain it to them
Tell a colleague, acquaintance 
No that ain't racist
If they commit the crimes then the cops gotta chase 'em
Selling drugs is for thugs
So lock them all up
And yeah I smoke the same shit and I can't get enough
But how is black on black crime a problem of mine?
Why do they riot and loot all the time?
Why can't they be like us?

Now we can still find beauty
Like the ghost gardens up in Detroit city 
where your house is no more but the gardens still grow
Where the jobs is gone but the culture ain't though
One single species on one single earth
If one race is in pain then the whole country hurt
It's gonna take everyone to reverse what we've done
Individual hands can't destroy enough
But we can still find beauty


Ghost Gardens (Prod. By Tom Misch)

Let Me Sink (Dzo X REALLIVEINDIANS)

Written by Proper and Sam Scharenbroch

She like it rough
She like it rough
She tryna fuck
Can't get enough, no

Sit ya bitch ass down I ain't playing around
This ain't the same dirty shit that you used to
I'm on a level with the bass and the treble
I need a Tanka truck to back it up and clean it with a shovel, feel me?
I'm a motherfucking Terminator T1000 not now but 
I'ma kill the pussy later
With mechanical grip
Gyrating your hips
On the private plane looking for the
Landing strip

She like it rough
That's how I'm gonna give it to her
She tryna fuck
Baby just tell me I'm gonna do it to ya    
I said it's getting late
But she don't a give a fuck
It might be time to go
But she aint had enough
She was dancing all on me
With her hands up all on me
Now I'm feeling on her body
She say she feeling kinda naughty
Where you wanna go?
She said just take me home
I said that we could take it slow
And then she told me

So we hopped in the whip
And she grabbing my dick
And I'm kissing her neck 
And she loving that shit
Then we swerving we driving 
It's quarter to five and we 
Head in the crib and she
Biting my lip and I'm in it
I hit it
She told ya boy come get it
Had chains, clips, leather whips
Handcuffs, Freaky bitch 
Throwing ass heavy like a paperweight 
She said you ain't gonna sleep tonight and I said ok

I like it when you work it like that
Now look back at it
Panties to the side can a fella take a ride
She said boy you gonna have it
Dividing legs like we on some math shit
Adding me and you is equal to we on some bad shit
Now she know what's up, no making love
Had to hit it hard like Kimbo, cuz   
Now look what you doing to me
Look like a butterfly sting like a bee
Your honeycomb sweet like honey
Pussy on fleek
Just like Nicki
Lookin' ass bitches can't fuck with me
They ain't never bout round 3

Am I doing it right for ya?
Am I going too fast for ya?
Hitting that ass for ya?
How you want me to blast for ya?
And then she told me 


Rough

They call me Yung Patreon
Walkin through your mom's house with my shoes on.
Graduated from Huffy to Dyno, 
copped me a Schwinn now I'm riding Trek, tho.
I keep my water bottle filled with Henny 
Bunny hopping like a motherfucker 'round the city
Motherfuckers ain't phase me
Gonna need a 10speed just to chase me

Cuz I'm a 24/7 freak-Daniac 
Bout to shit in yo mouth
How you feel about that?
Hey Hitler, I know you coming back
With Lance Armstrong's nut in a Jimmy hat
Put some respek on my name (Yung Patreon)
Riding bikes ain't a day job
And stop tryna pass me
I'll make you marry a fart cuz I'm gassy (woo!)

I'm like Steven Segall with the karate chop
Uuhhhhhhhh making motherfuckin bodies drop
Whatchu know about pegs though?
You need a ride, ho?
I'm a bi and poly nonbinary guy tho
Don't call me he, better call me they
Gender be astral I'm outer space
Never seen a fella pedal so fast
Ever since grandpa molested your retarded ass

My spokes chrome
My bars chrome
My rims chrome 
You know that we on
My pedals nice
I'm wearing ice
I'm throwin dice
Youfeelmeyouknowmtalkinboutimsayn?
BIKES!

Now everywhere I go people wanna know
How you ride a bike with yo jeans so tight, yo?
I tell em listen up Ill give you a tip
If you pull em up high that'll do the trick
Are you feeling this shit, gentlemen?
My asshole tighter than it ever been
Tryna fuck wit me man
Throatzilla the killa
I'm riding in hot while I'm poppin a wheela 
Next stop, brown talk
Gotta pull a bike over just to pop a squat

Make brown, feel it dripping down
Top dog piddypatter to the bathroom now
Drop them drawers, bout to get it on
Boom pow surprise it's a cherry bomb!

Hit em wit the blaster
Splat Splat Splat
He just painted the bowl and all that
Bert Chrysler so damn fat
Make a motherfuckin tire run flat. BIKES!

All I know is bikes
All I see is bikes
I be riding bikes 
I be stealing bikes



2 moms, 1 love,
Yung Patreon


Yung Patreon feat. DJ Dad Mouth - Bikes (Prod. by Blackxout)

Just slipping along this meadow man
Just glassin out here erry day
(Just glass just glass just glass just glass) 
Ima put that moose right on his ass
Ain't you heard this is how I glass

Woooo! Holy cow
(Holy cow is right) 
Motherfucker say goodnight 
Pull back my string and set my sight
Send my arrow into flight 
I got a really bad bite
In 20 seconds imma lose my shit
You ever seen a moose go down that quick? Naw

Bout to marry my dad what you know about that boy? Woo!
Best dad boner I done ever had
I'm a self-trained pup tryna sniff my dad
Some smell of his piss
A scent of his ass
A few loads of cum cuz you know that I'm bad
Ain't got no tail put that plug in my ass
It's Just like the gays
When you marry yo dad

Got any cum in those balls?
Had a double pipe classic in my overalls 
F A R T
Diamonds in the crevice of your pussy 
Vegan vaginas
Do you know how much money my smile is?
I've got a really bad back got a really bad bite
You'll call me duct tape by the end of the night 

Now do yo dick hang lower than the balls? 
Yeah? Tell the truth now y'all 
I'm the water champ like a waterfall
Where the Perrier imma drink it all 
Now how you feel about this?
Before you hit the shower get a whiff of your pit
I like my hammocks swangin' low
Now you can shit in my mouth through the hammock hole

Just glass just glass just glass I got a moose

Yung Patreon - How I Glass (Prod. By Sheph Boi)

Now I know I’m not buggin
I feel that shit coming
On my drive home and my belly is bubblin 
And I gotta work on my turns
When I get in the house feel the shit slip out
Now I could really use a hug
Cuz you know I’m trying to bust a nut
Talking bout that eco sex
737 Los Angeles
Have you ever had your asshole numb-sucked?
Cuz Hillary Clinton just ate my butt
Now I know what you thinking but I didn’t dick her
Fuck what you heard I’m as ass licker
Look at the river look at the river 
Functional bras? I’m not a fan
I like to peep the nipples I’m a lace man

Me and my twin got identical dicks
I hop straight in the shower after I take a shit 
Then I rub then I rub then I rub then I rub
Oh em gee you guys are doing good

Machines within, machines within
F all the haters where the fuck you been?
Shits push the farts out
Moose soup, eat your heart out
Burnt's too fat to run a marathon
Log onto Drunkfatbert.com
Catch me at the hot yoga studio
With the brains blown out of my white Lambo

Yung Patreon - Identical Dicks (Prod. By Taylor King)

I know it's been a minute since ya seen me
I been busy with my nose in a book, see
When we was young guns throwing q's daily
Jacking cold ones from the mini fridge baby
We was smoking herb since the age of thirteen
Got caught up in a counterfeit bill scheme
Even though the rich kids did it they picked up the book and they hit us with it
Then they put you in a program and we ain't even know that
It was the school to prison pipeline
Setting up a young kid for his lifetime 
Ain't nobody hit the powder from a brick dime
But You know how it go
we know where your money goes
when you fucking wit your nose
They was prepping you to fail, put you in a cell
Then when you finally fucked up, they
Stripped you naked
Beat your face in
Broke your hand in three different places
They was giving you some hell in the county jail
Then we picked your ass up when you made bail
And I cant forget that night
Cuz ever since then you ain't been right
Hands was trembling 
Not resembling 
The boy that I knew and the friend I grew up with
Now you can blame it on the drugs
But that ain't what it was
It was some third-rate thugs with a badge and a gun, And if your life is rough they don't give a fuck
Ain't nobody believed it
Picked up by the cops and beaten
Not at our precinct!
But I swore that I seen it
The aftermath of mistreatment
They was smashing your head up against the wall
Yelling stop resisting but you wasn't at all
They knew what they was doing when they put you in a room with no camera so they could fuck you up
Put your hands behind your back, son
Ain't got a record now ya got one
And then they left him there naked
Bloodied and bruised him and disgraced him
That's what the state did
And we paid for it
From tax dollars out our wages
Ain't that some shit?
They ruined him don't mistake it
Started spinning outta control
Going crazy with the drugs and the alcohol
And then you put your old man in the hospital 
Jacked up your best friend while he was driving home
Black eyes and a fat lip
Stole your daddy's pistol and you hid it
And we was afraid like what's he gonna do with it?
Is he about to crazy and show up with it?
And then the state came and took him away and put him on the fifth floor to try to get his head straight
But it was too late
But it was too late

Sep 16

Quit playing ho
Who the fuck you is
Don't got shit on my wrist

Ain't worth shit
Drive a Corolla and the paint is chipped
What you think of it?
It don't look like much
But I got the bump bump in the trunk trunk
Now hop in the whip I'ma take you with
I got a few ideas come to think of it
No dolla I holla don’t give a shit
Ain't digging no gold I ain't havin it

I ain't got a lot
But you know I'm hot hot
I ain't got a lot
But you know that I'm hot

I'll take you to millennium Park cuz the movie is free
Skip the planetarium cuz the shit ain't cheap 
But we can wait till it's dark and we can look at the stars 
I got a blanket and a bottle we can lay on the beach 

Aint worth shit 
Bitch
Paper tricks
Tryna make it rain diamonds cuz they think its lit
Drop dead gorgeous, I met her in the autumn 
Yeah she had a baby, ain’t even a problem
Down to earth like a fallen angel
But she wicked in the bed cuz she down with anal

I bet you didn’t know my Mary was black
Lost in translation by John, Luke, and Matt
White savior stories of white control
And we never stepped foot in fucking Israel

And her old man was scary
But Mr. Magdalene, you know I love Mary
And so it goes when you find the one you ain't found the one cuz she was too fucked up
Keep on moving keep on moving 
If I don't stop now my dick won't approve it

And you can keep all the things that I brought ya
Necklace, earrings, frankincense, sriracha
Shamu say grey poupon you
Take my sriracha back while they shit on you
Now who’s the real God? Am I the real God?
We didn’t name the boy Jesus, it was Ichabod
But then I woke up from the dream I was in
I realized it ain't happening

Mary Magz (Prod. By Syndrome)

Yung Patreon - Scrumdog Millionaire (Prod. By JP Soundz)

Dig a Grave (Prod. By NOXX & Gonda)

Fuck McDonald's
Took 2mil away
Rather eat at a steakhouse anyway
With the freshest moose and hand cut fries
Get fat like Bert call me supersized

Are you bathing? Are you staying clean?
Are you my girl do you really love me?
Unleash! I know you really want a kiss
But I fart in your face cuz ya smell like piss 
Chuck Barry! Don't confuse with
Cool Terry! 
When cool guy Terry put a plug in his ass
Double ended fuck sleeve got him cumming fast
Virginity is cool (come on come on)
Virginity is cool (he got it he got it)
Virginity is cool (what up what up)
Virginity is cool (he got it he got it)
My juice ain't sweet
The expiration date lied to me
Fuck you bitch whore call me back
Ain't no slut too busy for that

Got a whole lotta love
For the cool guy club

Stand back mommy coming at ya fast
Shit in your mouth spit it back in her ass
Redban! Grossest thing I ever heard
Eating booty poolside mouthful of turd oh yeah
He like it like that 
Remind you one time fuckin Bert is fat
Spent thirty thousand dollars on his tattoos
Eats pussy from the back and shops at whole foods
Weighs 30 bills but he looks 210
Amazon package on his porch again
Name's Hard Rock Nick got a twelve inch dick
You should try it out if you can handle it
(scat break)

Yung Patreon - Cool Guy Club (Prod. By Obe1)

Produced by Denato
Mixed by Obe1

Wait 
Are you afraid of being late to the party
Yeah I thought you was
Hush now you're still breathing
Just give me a reason
And I don't roll the windows down   
Cuz I don't care if you fucking drown
Now I ain't never seen a talking snake
Can't walk on water but I swam the lake
Is it ending can you feel it
Yeah I thought you could
This partition envisioned 
I hardly remember at all
I felt her fingernails scraping
Up against the wall
That was the day that I met her
The floorboards were glimmering red
The walls were painted in whispers
Seeping inside of my head
Wait
You can't escape
Your enemies, we're right beside you
Like you thought we was
How did I end up here
How many days had it been
What is this pain that I'm feeling
Sinking inside of the dead
Now I ain't never seen a talking snake
Can't walk on water but I swam the lake
Is it ending can you feel it
Yeah I thought you could
This partition envisioned 
I hardly remember at all
I felt her fingernails scraping
Up against the wall
That was the day that I met her
The floorboards were glimmering red
The walls were painted in whispers
Seeping inside of my head

Proper

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