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| Continued............. Feeling demonic harmonic in a no go zone You look well suited like you came to win Lust, spite and malice, your degrees of sin Cruising for pity and looking pretty as fuck Ace take your chances Queen wish you luck Dope, guns, fucking in the streets (Revolution) Everything will blow tonight Either friend or foe, tonight |
"Blue American I wrote this novel just for you It sounds pretentious but it's true I wrote this novel just for you That's why it's vulgar That's why it's blue And I say, thank you And I say, thank you I wrote this novel just for Mom For all the mommy things she's done For all the times she showed me wrong For all the time she sang god's song And I say thank you Mom Hello Mom Thank you Mom Hi Mom I read a book about Uncle Tom Where a whitey bastard made a bomb But now Ebonics rule our song Those motherfuckers got it wrong And I ask Who is uncle Tom? Who is uncle Tom? Who is uncle Tom? You are I read a book about the self Said I should get expensive help Go fix my head Create some wealth Put my neurosis on the shelf But I don't care for myself I don't care for myself I don't care for myself I don't care I wrote this novel just for you I'm so pretentious, yes it's true I wrote this novel just for you Just for you Just for you |
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| Passive Aggressive It's in your reach Concentrate It's in your reach Concentrate If you deny this Then it's your fault That God's in crisis He's over It's in your reach Concentrate It's in your reach Concentrate If you deny this Then it's your fault That God's in Crisis He's over Every time I rise I see you falling Can you find me space inside your bleeding heart Every time I rise I see you falling Can you find me space, find me space It's in your reach Concentrate It's in your reach Concentrate If you deny this Then it's your fault That God's in Crisis He's over Every time I rise I see you falling Can you find me space inside your bleeding heart Every time I rise I see you falling Can you find me space inside your bleeding heart It falls apart It falls apart Falls apart Every time I rise I see you falling Can you find me space inside your bleeding heart Every time I rise I see you falling Can you find me space inside your bleeding heart It falls apart It falls apart Falls apart |
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| Slave To The Wage Run away from all your boredom Run away from all your whoredom and wave Your worries, and cares, goodbye All it takes is one decision A lot of guts, a little vision to wave Your worries, and cares goodbye It's a maze for rats to try {x2} It's a race, a race for rats A race for rats to die It's a race, a race for rats A race for rats to die Sick and tired of Maggie's farm She's a bitch, with broken arms to wave Your worries, and cares, goodbye It's a maze for rats to try {x2} It's a race, a race for rats A race for rats to die It's a race, a race for rats A race for rats to die {x3} Burn away Run away {repeat} |
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| Black Eyed I was never faithful And I was never one to trust Borderlining schizo And guaranteed to cause a fuss I was never loyal Except to my own pleasure zone I'm forever black-eyed A product of a broken home I was never faithful And I was never one to trust Borderline bipolar Forever biting on your nuts I was never grateful That's why I spend my days alone I'm forever black-eyed A product of a broken home (Broken home) Black-eyed {repeat} I was never faithfull And I was never one to trust Borderlining schizo And guaranteed to cause a fuss |
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| I was never loyal Except to my own pleasure zone I'm forever black-eyed A product of a broken home (Broken home) Black-eyed {repeat}peat} |
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