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Look at me
Look at me
Don't tell me love dont love me no more
My Eyes
They really cried
I know you tried
I know you cried
Im innocent as pure

lives
Walking in the darkness of a billion old lies
Taken over by a television feeding on minds
If you really wanna know somebody look into their eyes

prepared for me by the father 
My reign of blood and terror infamy
The new order is my destiny

Now I will replace god in the eyes of the people turned

the divinity granted to me
Enchanted by the unspoilt, glistening genitals

Oh, how my father has taught me
Child of filth, you have disappointed me
You are

Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"

Mum loves

an eternal paradise was Granted by the gods
Father, have I sinned?
Mutilated, skinned
Could not reach my dream
Sorrow lies within
Now I'm king
An army

Our Father, Lord of Chaos and Destruction
Grant us the power of genocide and devastation
Absolve us of all wrong doing without conscious repercussion

I'll call it
Spectrum
Take a look in these eyes, my Fathers Pro-decessor'
Amazing grace from my mother sheltered the kid from gettin' rained by the Smith

angelicus)

UNCLE WALTER:
The clergyman’s pastoral pager loudly― uh, loudly― uh, uh loudly rang out, echoing through the vacant YMCA halls.

FATHER BILL:
By

please
Step back before you get verbally attacked
By me
And watch this young king start bagging these sixteens
G
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
I just want

(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)

Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father

Flipping grammar
Grams we pitchin’
Lives get taking
Leave no witness
Ain’t no telling
Witless victims on eye witness
Television news and that Univision
Cops

my cheek 
Im sorry I ain't put you out your misery damn 
Forever we connected now you live with me 
I hope you ain't offended by this energy ahhh
Lord

(Yes Lord)
As our eyes are open wide and on you (Talk to 'em)
Grant us the privelage of your world view
And my your kingdom be
What wakes us up, and lays

An American Prayer

Jim Morrison

An American Prayer

1978

of being grant us one more hour
To perform our art and perfect our lives
Moths and atheists are doubly divine and dying
We live, we die, and death not

Blinding noise, speak to me
Abyssal angel of misery
Grant me thine eyes so that I may see
The monster within that I'm meant to be
Trapped inside this

Travel for the season
Searching for gold
Embarked by fortune
Venturing the unknown
If I had a cup I'd drink all my sorrow
'till I pass blank out

a carbon copy of another
Paving my own path and that's word to my mother
By God's design keepin' my eyes on the prize
All my selfish desires I will realize 

Alice's Restaurant

Arlo Guthrie

The Best of Arlo Guthrie

1977

doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the church nearby the 
Restaurant, in the bell tower with her husband Ray and Facha, the dog

And livin' in

Silver Screen Romance

Good Charlotte

Cardiology

2010

Oh, in your eyes I see everything in black and white
And the pictures of our perfect life
Here by your side you make me feel so young again
And I

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Ramona the Palm Reader

Skycycle

Ones and Zeros

2000

bleeds together
Goddess grant us trips to heaven

I met a man long ago
Thirteen by this winter's snow
Who loved me like no man, ever did
He wanted

Everybody want to stunt til the flood come around

In my fathers eyes
I know I've been made whole
In my fathers eyes
I know I've been made whole

Why they

understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live in a cookie cutter world being different is a sin.
So you don't stand out. And you don't fit in. Weird.