Miss erykah badu and Irish in two parts of papers

Euphoria
In the building
Subject me to my plan
It's still about me

In this choir
I band together with nothing
To here I am useful
Beyond where? Will I create divine?

You are only the memories
Without a document
There's no news there is them in charge?

I half heard myself polish it's desk
Without losing its penny

Narcissus
I missed at surrender three times a waltz
Before sun shades me in the rye'd oaks leaves
Carol's son was born with a boat?

Wear your news in
Don't pay for this old door
Wild dragging in my house
Won't read your blame no more

Vote headlines the times
Once a year I lose?
Tellin of me, how it's all the same
20 thou sands just don't poor the same

In parts of windows I cry
Left from inside of candles didn't ply
Low and lower behold ing you

Having a Day of it

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Soon I depart to inquire of my sheltered sisters blame
Why, why happened to us without the news
Our cherish able hit and cold chips and drink
Before another lifeline discussion of poverty's mistress