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AS I SEE IT'S ALL FREE AGAIN I COULD EXPLAIN HOW TO SIN FOR EVERYTHING CALLS ME IN I COULD'VE BEEN CALLS ME IN WHO ARE ALL OF THE FEARS WHERE IS MY YOU ARE THERE THOUGH I'VE TRIED I HAVE DIED ONLY YOU RECOGNIZE HERE IT COMES AND IT GOES AND YOU PULL ALL I OWN AND I WASH AWAY YOUR BLOOD AND IT WANTS JUST TO LEAVE EVERYONE BUT I WON'T BE YOUR GOD TILL I BURN THIS MOTHERFUCKER DOWN NO I WON'T BE YOUR GOD TILL I BURN THIS MOTHER FUCKER DOWN
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08:44
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STRIKE WHILE THE IRON IS HOT THE SUN WILL FIND ME ALONE BEHIND THE THRONE APPEARANCE KNOWN HE LOVES YOU NONE I NOTICE A CHANGE AS I SAW THAT LOOK ON YOUR FACE IT POISONED MY THOUGHTS AS THEY RACED UPON THE DIRECTION THAT I GAZED UPON THAT I GAZED UPON IF ONLY YOU COULD FINALLY OPEN UP YOUR HEART TO BECKON ON YOUR SKIN I BEGGED YOU SOFTLY WON'T YOU ASK FOR NO ONE PICKS UP ME AT LAST DON'T YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S REAL DON'T YOU WANT TO FINALLY FEEL DON'T YOU WANT TO FINALLY FEEL AS WE FINALLY FEEL MAKE A CHANGE TURN YOUR BACK AND WALK AWAY BREAKING FROM THE CAVALCADES THE SHACKLES LOOSE NOW WHOSE TO BLAME CHARGE THE HILL AND MOUNT THE STORM FALL INTO A GREAT BEYOND BECOME ALL THE JUSTICE THAT THE OLDER GENERATION NEVER HAD AGAIN AGAIN FINALLY FEEL HOW FAR YOU'VE FALLEN YOU NEVER WANTED IS THAT NOW WHAT FELT SO HAUNTED BY THE SEA BY THE NEED STEP INSIDE THE MAGAZINES A WORLD THAT'S NOW MILES AWAY A DISTRICT IN ANOTHER PLACE IT BECOMES SUCH A SIMPLE LIFE IT BECOMES SUCH A SIMPLE LIE YOU WILL FOR LIFE I TOUCH YOUR MIND UNTIL YOU FIND YOU LOSE THIS TIME IT'S COOL RECOLLECTION ITS A DISTANT BLANK REFLECTION IT'S A BURNT UP WORLD OF OURS IT'S A DISTINCT WORLD THAT CAN'T BE FREE IT'S WRAPPED IN MY HEAD AND TAKE A GRIP LOSE CONTROL JUST RIDE WITH IT LIKE I HAVE AND LIKE YOU SHOULD LIKE I THINK EVERYBODY WOULD IF YOU COULD BECOME MORE THAN THEY ARE IMAGINE YOURSELF AS A DISTANT STAR TRY TO REPLICATE A VISION OF YOU PHILOSOPHERS THAT ALWAYS KNEW HOW TO QUESTION THINGS BUT NEVER TWICE YOU GOTTA READ REAL DEEP INSIDE THE LINES GET BETWEEN WHAT'S REAL AND NOT AND UNDERSTAND WE'RE STUCK INSIDE THIS PLOT THAT'S THICKENED IT'S DISRESPECT KEEPS ME FROM HEAVEN AND INTO A WORLD OF HUMAN NEGLECT UNTIL THIS WORLD IS GONE AND THEN IT FEELS ALL WRONG I CAN ONLY TELL HOW BE UNLESS YOU LISTEN TO AUTHORITY AND THAT YOU SHOULD SHAVE YOUR HEAD AND STAND IN LINE AND PAINT YOUR BODY A DIFFERENT FALSE SKIN AND WALK AROUND AND WAIT IN LINE SAID I DON'T GIVE DAMN ABOUT A SOCIAL CLASS IT'S A HARD TRACK AND THEY'RE ALL HERE FOR YOUR MONEY AND DON'T WANNA KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO ACT FUNNY
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20150917-05.2
06:28
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IS THIS AN INVITATION TO DINE WITH THE RICH DON'T MAKE ASSUMPTIONS AND DON'T BITCH ABOUT THE STATE WE'RE IN ABOUT THE CHANGE IN TIDE THE ONLY CONSTANT THAT WE HAVE THE ONLY THE WILL TO SURVIVE AND I'M TELLING THEM ALL NOT TO STAND IN LINE THE SHEEPLE THE PEOPLE DISRUPTING THE MIND A POWERFUL WEAPON USED IN TIME TO ARGUE THE SPECTACLE IT'S BECOME DIVINE NOWHERE EVERYWHERE TAKE ALL YOU WANT THROWN AWAY LIFE THE VEIL STARE INTO THE EYES AND SAY DO YOU KNOW MY NAME NO DO YOU FEEL MY PAIN NO DO YOU KNOW MY NAME NO DO YOU FEEL MY PAIN NO I FOUGHT THIS DEMON FOR FAR TO LONG LONG I FELT THE DARKNESS CREEPING THROUGH MY SKULL SKULL DO YOU KNOW MY NAME NO DO YOU FEEL MY PAIN NO
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