The Hand That Touches the Moss

the things i don't retain
memories refrain
the early season had me fooled so i
could be somebody's tool
cows hit dude corral
and my radio pal
the bustermaximus stained
in the container of your game

wig out from the hand that touches the moss

does the pace adhere to time
as you struggle on rhyme
and you tarnish your reputation
so they paid the reparations
in a case of preservatory
you can suck on your spine

wig out from the hand that touches the moss

is it lost
is it lost
is it lost
is it lost?
is it lost
is it lost
is it lost
is it lost?



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Writer(s): Wyatt Forster
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