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点击复制The sun rises and sets on time every day of the year
But sporadically the circles appear
Baffling all through the history of known man
Since *****in with the mystery of stone hedge
Aliens
Cults
Witches with lawn mowers
Mind blowers
Nobody knows what for sure
Bloody nose when I walk in the vicinity
But I can read them and I believe that I need them
I'm runnin through a wheat field
Chasin a ghost that loves circles
Use it for portals and time holes
And dance backwards
And chant with the crow people
At the crop circle
I've come to know people
Under moon rays lighten up my new ways
They mow them in two days
100 years from now well pay for that mishap
With another mother*****ing hurricane *****slapped
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
Something solely meant just for me
Circle something
Circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
This ball of mud that we live on is alive
You try to wipe its mouth
Its gonna wipe us out
I lay in a field alone in the middle of the night
Try to get my life right
Pray for bright lights
Set flames to the wheat rows during an eclipse
And the spirits will come out
Dance
Catch you a glimpse
They're like artists
Connecting the stars in rare fashion
Intricately placed with secrets of white magic
I'm running through the moon lit fields
Following a little orb light hoping it might reveal any secret
Its dancing
And I can't catch up
And I almost ran head first into a truck
No compass will work
And I'm lookin for answers
Why the sands of my hour glass fall off backwards
Have I lost you
Cause I've lost me too
But if you're hiding in the crops I will come find you
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
Something solely meant just for me
Circle something
Circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
40000 years ago
The stoning of a young man
His story written in the crops near spokane
In england the face of a dead woman shown
Etched out a wheat field uniquely woven
Hieroglyphics
Mathematical genius
Predicting the orbital patterns of venus
In the grass behind your grandpas wood barn
Complex designs drops seconds before dawn
Dead birds
Scattered throughout the patterns of art
No explanation left by the shadows of dark
Batteries drained of they power in seconds
I'm layin in the crop circle countin my blessings
And my heart
Tho
Headaches
And nausea were creeping
And your nose will bleed while you're sleepin
Don't go near there
Don't dare
Be ware
Unless your like us
And don't care
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
Something solely meant just for me
Circle something
Circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something
Circle something
Something solely meant just for me
Circle something
Circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Hey baby come on over here and have a seat you know
I'm glad I finally got you to the house
This is nice
Yeah
Oh d**n
I gotta check this message you know I've been filln out applications
All around the city you know trying to get a job
Don't worry about it baby
I'll handle this
What the *****s your problem *****I'm *****ing brok over here
I need your *****ing money
Oh
S**t
Who the *****was that