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the Apparition of the breeze... Disconnected assessment Clouded antithesis Empty, longing arms
control, assessment will not Be by humans-There's no turning back A Surgical Strike We've taught them not to feel performance is their task A Surgical
who controls the issue You leave us with no time to talk, you can write your assessment Sing me songs of no denying, seems to me too many trying
Look me in the eye My assessment Hit me in my heart Only That's only Why boast You're that guy Fed up Stood up Look me in the eye Look My assessment
the deep end I'm just here to become the best yet I'm just here for the psych assessment I'm just here for the, for the (For!) Young and a menace
assessment is that I'm not in your group that I'm not your kind And so we're locked in a stalemate with you in your corner and me dismayed in mine So now it's
Initiate lexical protocols Assessment The humans do not understand our symphonic communication If, then, logic dictates we must suffice with their
We Make the info so far, for the tar get to the gas metal do for the glass. Buy it up for the massea. The assessment can't be a assetent. I get it
an over assessment I'm second guessing again You can compete Now I'm finding myself all right It's not the first time I'll be just fine Trading places
An apocryphal popular mythology or a civilization in wane Whatever your assessment is, a paradox remains There's a moral and intellectual vacuum
image: shared assessment: likely voter image: interested assessment: eco shopper image: friends assessment: multicultural affinity image: travel
a radical assessment that sticks like glue Sometimes it takes no thought at all The easiest thing to do Is say fuck you Pavlovian rude A menace too
a radical assessment that sticks like glue Sometimes it takes no thought at all The easiest thing to do Is say fuck you Pavlovian rude A menace too
Ask me if I'm feeling my success Back in sixth grade swinging during recess Teachers always giving me them assessments, yeah Now I'm living the dream
Ayy Ayy I spit uh I spit eleven I spit eleven assessments I spit uh Eleven Ayy I spit eleven assessments They count on twelve I let the reverend
Dark Empty Do not Enter Can i keep you alive Can i keep you here No judgement no assessment Justice for all is a failed concept Justice for you
I know you will become my new best friend (Best friend) I know you will be happy alone I know you have the better assessment (Assessment) But I know
more than able Yes we are (Verse 2) When asked to give A true assessment for the task before you Stop and re-live The many ways His mighty arms has
quietly away Back inside the nouveau world The rich are sitting down They realize it's time for some assessments Their charasmatic friend is somehow no
Assessment Sending To Detention Camp "All stand tall! Dam, fall!" Pending Assessment Sending To Detention Camp "All stand tall! Dam, fall!" Pending—just end me
should think twice Before you roll the dice In your assessment of me You've got to turn around And open up your eyes Before you label me How can you be
a introduction 'Cause they just know the youngin', but I been here adultin' Got two kiddos and they love it when I'm present So fuck you and your assessments
Aye long puff and depression like fuck class nd the Assessments i think long term up next shit i can ponder and ponder and ponder Realised my
sit them on a sill To keep them alive I keep the door open To let them inside Transfixed on desperate Internal assessment Decipher to constrain
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