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something, what it was
Found my finger pricking on a needle in the dust
Leaving in a rush don't wanna rush into that fella
Peacin' with my mama then we head

Conscience pricking
In a mirror see a different person
Deep down I know I've been bad(gotta settle down)
What goes around comes around(that's my fear)

Shoobi

rose like I can feel the thorns in me pricking 
I laugh 'cause I've seen this 
Coming like dirt on dishes 
Wishes on wishes hoping that I won't forget it

Shred of doubt like a splinter, pricking underneath your skin
No easy way to draw it out, but I think you know how it got in
You can try to ignore

safe here
I'm safe here, safe here

So consistent in the realm of possibilities
Counter clocking my wise for continuity
Pricking these holes to fill

this
Cancer madness
Filling my heart with sadness
Pricking my heart like cactus
Spirits attacking my essence
Taking my blessings
Stopping the kid from

pricking yuh side sore
Where blood poured from jooks of the garlic dipped ice picks bore
Mans words decipher what type a minds designed
Extract yuh character

Something Wicked this way comes
Do you hear the sound of funeral drums
In majesty madness runs
By the pricking of thy thumb
Something wicked this way

There's a junkie in the doorway (Pricking his skin)

There's fast food in the carpark (And it's killing you quick)
There's healthcare round the corner (But

out of line, it slowly burns

Open and hollow, making room for you
Open I follow, your bloom your cue
Ticking and pricking are my violent plots

sin
Sitting venting pricking each other with pins
Voodoo casting
Dolls trying to be men
Not so hot and popping
Distraction off the toppling
Country when

Eros I ask for your mercy
May your wandering arrows miss me
And save me from the wrath of your mother
The arrow pricking at me
The roses laughing

at worse, it's more like disrespect
The stress, the stress of having knees on our necks for so long
Has given us strength to take our respect
By the pricking

Cry tonight
Cry goodnight

Pricking skins with an iron fork
Where every prick is
All the wounds covered up in flesh

(They say) all the things good

ears are pricking up
Listen to my tracks, watch for all this dust I'm kicking up
Shouts to my missus, held me down in times when shit got tough
Like

the final straw
Inclined to violent thoughts when behind closed doors
I'm torn, from what allowed me to bloom
He's a thorn in my side, pricking his way until

pricking bones
Don't wanna hurt you
Although I really would love to

Don't want it to look like a man caught in retro
Don't want it to  look like it's me who

Double, double toil and trouble
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble
By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes

Round about the cauldron

i'll miss the touches of the breeze
the waves that break upon my skin 
i'll miss the brushing on the leaves
the pricking on my fingertips 

i'll miss

contracts
Form a bubble that‘s just waiting for a fucking pricking pin

That‘s a role I will play gladly while I stay sadly
Misunderstood like the steak patty

Running fast towards Armageddon
As the midnight sun is setting
And if you call my name please know that I won't hear
The fur that's on my face is pricking

to turn around
Just to recite what I learned
Sometimes I don't feel a point
Like the doctor is pricking your body
To test for the nerve
Some people try

pricking with pins
You're only nice to me when you're drinking expensive gin
No matter what you say
I'm still stuck on you
No matter what you do
I'm still

pricking at my heart, do you feel me
If you keep fucking around, I'ma end this suffering for good

Yeah, attention, want your attention right now
Want your