Lyrics:
turned away slow
Now I move in a different way
Although they all know that I stayed the same
Sphere's of influence unite
Air tight, closed circuit cypher
on the wall
Hello
How do?
There's a ghost up on the wall
It looks like me
It looks like you
Closed circuit television
Our owners eyeball's
The systems vision
'Til death do we rock?
You're so full of shit
'Til death do we rock?
You're still buying it
The closed circuit of stimulus
That runs between fashion
The moonlight shines through my closed curtains
My mind rolls on like a closed circuit
This work is a distraction from the sadness
You can try hard,
alright
I know the party is members only
So exclusive, so closed circuit
Anybody who is anybody
On the red carpet
And it's worth it, yhow!
So, mi pants, mi
small doses
Layin' on the ground
Climbing up the walls
Closed circuit camera
Genius in the amphora
Paradox livin' a paradox
Closed circuit camera
Genius
closed-circuit hopes
Like all those little bones that choke up
Lonely in the cold
So it’s for
All those who gave clinch pins as engagement rings
Who make 'Amen's
knees, his favourite kitty
Closed circuit Queen, fell off the screen, oh, what a pitty
Diamonds and things, shiners and dings, you powder puff whore
All blurring into one
This place is on a mission
Before the night owl
Before the animal noises
Closed circuit cameras
Before you're comatose
there's cable now in Zombietown
Now we're gonna get the closed circuit
Now we're gonna get the Top 40
Now we're gonna get the sports franchise
Now we're
Tyrants and Kings.
And they can appear to themselves every day
On closed circuit T.V.
To make sure they're still real.
It's the only connection
I got a closed circuit circus in my bedroom
And a world full of whackos in the wings
Get 'em Burt!
[Chorus]
or somewhere
That's supposed to be listening, or maybe,
It's not closed circuit television that you have in here is it?
Anyway, hello to all you fellas who can't
would care
Closed circuit cameras in department stores
Shoot the same movies every day
And the stars of these films neither die or get killed
Just
Saw you at the fall
Picture on a closed-circuit
Boy you lost it all
Thinking you could rework it
Stole a credit card and ran away
Back in
so they call it closed circuit
Short Short Texas watch them hard thugs work it
5-0's on the scene make the all time drug bust
Out next week slangin
Filled the spaces up with innovation
My circle close and you can see we gracious
Closed the circuit like work surveillance
Cracks the code got all
mercy
Closed circuit cameras captured the catastrophe
Brutal monuments framed the scene
I opened my eyes as dying rays of sun gleamed
I closed my
your doorbell, I'm your closed circuit jesus
Slipping the clippers, the flooding, the seering
The hurting, the pulling, the pushing, the violence
burned
And all the cars to overturn
Were overturned
Outside the prison they were screen testing the free
Open auditions for closed circuit T.V
Your baby
so they call it closed circuit
Short Short Texas watch them hard thugs work it
5-0's on the scene make the all time drug bust
Out next week slangin
brethren
Justify my simple m.o. with some loving
Utmost closed circuit
Forced to tickle Elmo till he pissed in his little britches (Oh, stop)
My
serve yourself"
With no one there to cover you
They try to make you grab it
"the tonight" show on closed circuit TV
Close investigation shows the star is
Got styles under the wing like spread is booked under my arms
Niggas couldn't see me with closed circuit TV
tryin to peep my steez, like DT's I get
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