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Doseone - As for Bias lyrics
Oh, too often I find my self distracted big-time Approximately quarter-lines, senses sane Re-enacted on his behalf upon mind of all To simulate, forgive me, hold captive Even re-iterate, for lack of better you commits it's over-populate The free standing that you put your grandkids present I hate, to break it to us But pledging allegiance was tip of the iceberg Accumulations blow (?) and soups off process It takes serious preparation and several centuries of turning the other cheek Denominations, mans new best friend, a miracle cure for the end You write all the moderation when there's nomadic corner Ask them to type cast blood-sucking tyrants who leave first To break the bigots two-way glass Violence, grasps, ropes and an uncomfortable silence Is talking about to no avail If the shoe fits, see yourself out of, I insist Non-zero, the long day, tomorrow, dysfunctional minimalist There a method to the madnesses Inertia.. And who does deserve the decaying bowels of feudal system At, and others feudal disposition There, now, you needn't be a statician, or brain surgeon To see where I'll.. lets say I'll look to be PC-cut Stand for some TL care, or at least a last coat of paint there We cover up the ugly floor, over the whole four chambered heart, two eyes and no tail Deals enough for me, to establish a work ethic of equality, follow me Good, someone's gotta be the leader, the one, though ironically It's up to you to think... I-I mean drink, only your copious burden and chain-link Suit the stubborn jewel, as you'll be shoe-starved and beaten by a robust tool And be feeling eaten as that intestinal quarter to fool Cheating yourselves' been done before, tried once already Stored a value into you Are there any level-heads in the house? I hope so Far for y'all it's been a memorable experience Since from my side of the bees I'm fearing this Rest of the world's crashing towards severing this Us against the mental state of starved for life And proud to Perpetuate Verb: -ating, -ated, -ates One: To make perpetual, see perpetual And wash those filthy hands to its steady flow Of what brought you up's unknowing, I'll let it go One day it will have to stop growing Cleansing of the dukes and dones, zilch, for your bestowing Practice tolerance upon every loot, point and space hollow Preponderance'll shoot yourself in foot through back of head Chase the deep breath, collapse of singularity, waste product from solidarity Locked in irates, fall-out shelters only parody Saves a special place for angry and emotionally challenged Called shallow end of the gene pool It's there that mistery's balanced on pointing fingers Trade tool, Too-hating supremacist are standing on one knee-high Why oh why do I exist? With pale blue lips trying so desperately to hold cool beverage And bathing closed-fist, half-sleep entirely upset a drift in a sea of normless-ness And a knee-shift of dormant sets |
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