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Sage Francis - Dance Monkey
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Sage Francis - 16 Years
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Sage Francis - Agony In Her Body
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Sage Francis - All Word No Play
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Sage Francis - Andy Kaughman
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Sage Francis - Apathy And Sage On Tone Capones Show 903 Wriu
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Sage Francis - Black Out On White Night
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Sage Francis - Black Sweatshirt
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Sage Francis - Bridle
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Sage Francis - Broccilude
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Sage Francis - Broken Wings
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Sage Francis - Buckets Of Silence
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Sage Francis - Cafe Girl
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Sage Francis - Call Me Francois
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Sage Francis - Can I Kick It?
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Sage Francis - Civil Obedience
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Sage Francis - Clickety Clack
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Sage Francis - Climb Trees
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Sage Francis - Come Come Now
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Sage Francis - Conspiracy To Riot
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Sage Francis - Crack Pipes
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Sage Francis - Crumble
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Sage Francis - Cup Of Tea
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Sage Francis - Damage
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Sage Francis - Diamonds And Pearls
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Sage Francis - Different
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Sage Francis - Dirty Mac
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Sage Francis - Disasters
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Sage Francis - Doomage Damage
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Sage Francis - Escape Artist
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Sage Francis - Eviction Notice
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Sage Francis - Eye Of The Tiger
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Sage Francis - Flashback 96
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Sage Francis - Follow Me Snippet Verse
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Sage Francis - Fresh
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Sage Francis - Garden Gnomes
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Sage Francis - Going Back To Rehab
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Sage Francis - Good Fashion
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Sage Francis - Got Up This Morning
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Sage Francis - Ground Control
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Sage Francis - Gunz Yo
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Sage Francis - Haunted House Party
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Sage Francis - Hell Of A Year
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Sage Francis - Hey Bobby
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Sage Francis - High Step
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Sage Francis - Hoofprints In The Sand
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Sage Francis - Hopeless
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Sage Francis - House Of Bees
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Sage Francis - I Apologize Featuring Sole
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Sage Francis - I Keep Calling
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Sage Francis - I Was Zero
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Sage Francis - I'm Afraid Featuring Sole
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Sage Francis - Inherited Scars
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Sage Francis - Inner Conflict
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Sage Francis - Jah Didn't Kill Johnny
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Sage Francis - Jesus In A Bowl Of Germs
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Sage Francis - Keep Moving
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Sage Francis - Killing Time Live On 90.3
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Sage Francis - Lie Detector Test
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Sage Francis - Life Is What Distracts You From Death
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Sage Francis - Little Houdini
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Sage Francis - London Bridge
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Sage Francis - Love The Lie
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Sage Francis - Mainstream 307 Non Prophets
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Sage Francis - Majority Rule
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Sage Francis - Makeshift Patroit
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Sage Francis - Mermaids Are Sea Sluts (spoken word piece performed on 90.3 WRIU)
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Sage Francis - Message Sent
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Sage Francis - Midgets And Giants
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Sage Francis - Mullet (Spoken Word Recorded Live At The Met Café, 1998)
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Sage Francis - Mutiny
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Sage Francis - My Name Is Strange
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Sage Francis - Narcissist (live On 90.3 Wriu)
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Sage Francis - Needle
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Sage Francis - Next Testament
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Sage Francis - Oliver Twisted
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Sage Francis - Orphanage Freestyle Part Ii Featuring Aesop Rock Slug And Eyedea
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Sage Francis - Pen To The Gun Fight
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Sage Francis - Personal Journalist
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Sage Francis - Pitchers Of Silence
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Sage Francis - Polterzeitgeist
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Sage Francis - Product Placement
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Sage Francis - Rewrite
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Sage Francis - Runaways
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Sage Francis - Sea Lion
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Sage Francis - Slow Down Gandhi
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Sage Francis - Smoke And Mirrors
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Sage Francis - Souvenier (Unreleased)
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Sage Francis - Specialist
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Sage Francis - Strange Famous (spoken word rhyme on 90.3 WRIU)
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Sage Francis - Stuck Featuring Slug
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Sage Francis - Sun Vs Moon
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Sage Francis - The Baby Stays
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Sage Francis - The Best Of Times
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Sage Francis - The Buzz Kill
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Sage Francis - The Emperor's New Clothing
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Sage Francis - The Masters Are Back Nonprophets
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Sage Francis - The Strange Famous Mullet Remover
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Sage Francis - The Time Of My Life
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Sage Francis - The Weak Link
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Sage Francis - The Write A 1995/1996 Class Project
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Sage Francis - Three Sheets To The Wind
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Sage Francis - Threewrite (Non-Prophets)
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Sage Francis - Tree Of Knowledge
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Sage Francis - Trite
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Sage Francis - Underground For Dummies
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Sage Francis - Vital Signs
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Sage Francis - Waterline
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Sage Francis - Whore Monger
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Sage Francis - Worry Not
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Sage Francis - You Cant Give Up On Love
Message Sent
Sage Francis
that should have been stamped and delivered
One is addressed to my ex
it says I'm the type of kid who can't be lived with
One is addressed to my friends
it says I'm a mess so y'all can't visit
One is addressed to myself
but I don't know what personality or hand to give it
I'm a God damn misfit...mismatched, but never missed much
Mr Right-time-wrong-place with a long face until our lips touch
I don't miss the mistrust, its what got our messages mixed up
Before I rip up your letters let us see if I can tear you away from his clutch
This stuff's a whole other drawer
from a different dresser I'm not ready to address
I went to the west to get my mind off things and I'm already depressed
I give up. Get let down. Down play. Play games. Put on my game face
Face my pharmecudial needs and feed on my medicine, but I don't like the way it tastes
I go place to place without enough money to put a bed under me
So I share my sleeping space with rodents, insects, and dust bunnies
I laugh at the mess I've created for myself until it gets unfunny
But I'm content in the fact that they don't expect respect, sex, love, or trust from me
When I'm hungry I can taste it
I hide in the basement
Check up on me every now and then
Because my mood swings low...and I can feel myself going down again
Falling off is easy. Getting put on takes a bit of ass kissing
I'd rather listen to myself flop on the ground than hear the sound of a mattress spring
I rap and sing and talk and write and often type with 2 fingers
The "hunt and kill" method
I edit one third of a word per second
Your emails sit in my unsent box. If you're a girl that I miss
You'll eventually get my virtual good bye kiss
The rest are addressed to my friends and the subject line is "Just check this fine bitch"
And the one for myself is untitled but...its the same virus
My wrists get slit on your shoulder blades
when I lose my grip while I hold your face
Let it drip on your golden laced silver slip...
spilling all over the place
I'd lay my jacket over the blood puddle when we'd go on dates
to prove that I'm a gentleman, peddling my bike at a slower pace
"The sum of the parts doesn't equal the whole," she states
Before my parents get home I'll take
time to find the fragments of our relationship
and glue back together this broken vase.
Falling in love is easy. Falling out of love takes a bit of practice
I'm good at both without even owning a mattress
I never asked for a kiss without deserving one.
If you never saw me cry before
wait for the next time I wake up on the wrong side of the floor
I've got some letters inside of my drawer
that should have been sent by now
Sealed in an envelope
One is addressed to my ex
and it says that I feel our friendship's a joke
One is addressed to my friend
and it says his ex-girlfriend's on coke
And one is addressed to myself on a personal note
Unopened...filled with endless quotes
Whenever I spoke, they'd close me in and bust my lip
Now I wear parenthesis on my temples, step to the podium and just think
Whenever lonely I shrink...hold myself...squeezing tight
Before I sprawl out on the hardwood floor and kiss myself to sleep at night
I have dreams of flight, but I'm not floating
The ground is approaching awfully quick
So I wake up screaming for you to catch me
That's what I start every day off with
I may talk shit, but there ain't much else to do in this prison cell
And lucky for me no one listens well...especially when I dis myself
I'll fly away on a pig when my living hell freezes over
And since I'm used to the cold I'll be able to rest my head on Jesus' shoulder
Explanations are in order for why these floor boards are always freezing
I guess it'll all make sense once we get older and reach the Age of Reason
Until then, I'll have no reason to sleep in. Not even on weekends
Unless we're together, because my will power will probably weaken
Deepen my appreciation for the current condition
because I'm sick of always feeling like something is missing.
I slumber in one position. Crouched up an fetal like.
And the couch sucks cuz my feet are like...given no space to breathe
while I embrace my knees
So its off to the floor because I can't sleep anywhere else
That's where I write these letters to all of y'all but never send 'em
It's better to just keep to myself
Its better to just keep to myself
Its better to just keep to myself