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I’m vintage ‘88 
bottle these words until they taint
i’m humming “nevermore” in my head
Mister Raven come tap on my chamber doors again

god bless the butterfly-effect
now i’m cocooned in my chest
so mischief never sleep & mayhem wake these streets
oh Yellowstone forget to peak

oh oh
i seen the end
i don’t care, that date’s open
uhuh uhuh
shoot me into the sun
i want to feel the warm on my face again
so get loose, get loose
2012 is coming for you
so get loose, get loose
2012 is coming for you

my happiness is suffering inflation
i put your chest in arrest on two counts of insider trading
on all fours —
call it domino effect
we’re all delusioned down on our backs
it’s cludo and always me
in back rooms or behind the keys

oh oh
i seen the end
i don’t care, that date’s open
uhuh uhuh
shoot me into the sun
i want to feel the warm on my face again
so get loose, get loose
2012 is coming for you
so get loose, get loose
2012 is coming for you

let loose the inquisition on my chest now
i’m lost flock stuck in the baby teeth of wolves now
i just want to be a little too much to take
but my bones are the only thing that catch breaks
well I’m magnet to about all that makes her
my radar beeps with misinformation
we’re suicidal moods vs bedroom door stoppers
with the skeleton keys to davy jones locker
when it’s time hell will shout “come on down”
welcome 2012

oh oh
i seen the end
i don’t care, that date’s open
uhuh uhuh
shoot me into the sun
i want to feel the warm on my face again
so get loose, get loose
2012 is coming for you
so get loose, get loose
2012 is coming for you