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Calibre - Antidote lyrics
[chorus:] the shot - i need the antidote - shot - gimme the antidote the shot - i want the antidote - i guess i need a lot i guess i this is a fucking addict - where you bring on designer dearth it comes an' breeds dependency just about everywhere you hand out on the free shots to cover me, 'n' hover me ah hell, then you set up a factory fuck yeah - you're leaning on the going rates the keeper of the code, the filter at the gates you play a crystal part in throwing off the weights and every passive monitor collaborates transistors are asphyxiant the screens are blistering like they're effervescent these agents have a go at... at the gathering of raw radiation poisoning [chorus] this is fucking traffic - where the factory lines engage where the moral men don't ever get to centre stage where the artery feels like it is not and then they pack you with a phat shot ah yeah - there's death on the wind again countless anarchists addicted to arrangement syringe, the shot, the right dose of the product and then they beat you till you're comatose the quintessence of diligence nothing more compulsive than my common sense you got to beat the doors of liberation on and on and on and on an tacit subordinates - with your dismal pamphlets why even post the bills - fuck that, these are poison pills the settler sets the scene - it's filled with atropine turns out that all is counterfeit - i waste your fucking hit the shot - why not become the poison - shot - that bears the antidote the shot - why not become the poison - antidote |
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