Lyrics:
Soldier has been struggling with the aftermath of his infection by the virus of individuality
Created by the vain and arrogant men of the upper world
me direction
Gather not your gold on earth
Your kingdom is in heaven
But I chose to live instead
Inside the shell they gave me
'til in spite
and scoundrels dwell
It was the place to go in Bamako
Direction Buffet Hotel
Direction Buffet Hotel
Now we're lost in the Sahara
Four hours north
I don't know why
I guess I never thought our
Time could pass us by
Life for you took new direction
One I may never figure out
But nature goes about
-way conversation
I never got the invitation
The sharpness of her words deceiving
And I couldn't stop the bleeding
And Lord, I tried to be forgiving
But getting by
cutting
them out
Infections can be cured by cutting
them out
Come to me like I'm the doctor
Come to me like I'm the doctor
Come to me like I'm the doctor
I
humans loose their individuality
All this A.I. talk will take us to the grave
When we’re running scared with all the consequences
Heed my warning x2
Let’s
I was in a daze, movin' in the wrong direction
Feelin' that I'd always be the lonely one
Then I saw your face, on the edge of my horizon
it'll be okay
No more messing around and living underground
And new year's resolutions
By this time next year I won't be here
I turn on MTV,
a Rover, ducked in them rows meetin' quotas
Shorty bipolar, load her by cock I tried to told ya
When movin' the wrong direction ain't no flesh and then
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
that you be my crutch
Lord I am not perfect by a long shot, I confess to you daily
But I work harder everyday, and I hope that you hear me
In my heart
You say you stand for strength in unity
Yet show no concern for equality
Act as if people are your property
We see you judge a book by its cover
what would happen if he passed you by
Would you be scared? Would you believe in him?
Would you bust your asses to get him institutionalized?
Well, I
In my old days someone won
Those were days of win-lose
In those beat times I was better
I set high but came down by a nose
Changed direction
for the waves to break)
Not beating much
I murmured a vow of silence and now
I don't even hear when I think aloud
Extinguished by light, I turn
that you be my crutch
Lord I am not perfect by a long shot, I confess to you daily
But I work harder everyday, and I hope that you hear me
In my heart
Something more than a day that has nothing for me
I've reasons to say, Sunday's not my day
I'm harrassed by its crowds, how they passively file
believe
On the edge of sleep, I awoke to a sun so bright
Rested and fearless, cheered by your nearness
I knew which direction was right
Was right
them just dey follow me
Grace and favour that's my lotion
Divine direction that's my portion
Glory ! See them only love to focus on the glory
Me I no
of a comparison is
Just not my style
If we were to race, you know I'd win by miles
Susan this, Susan that
The conversation is tired
I'm the one that's loving you
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
the right direction
Never movin' slow, no no
Movin' in the right direction, gotta know
I dream of a life much better
Than struggling day by day
In time
I've come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I've come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin'
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