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vibe when the folk run by, in my head
I know they hate me
Mind on freeze, not a time to be, in the hind
I was going crazy
I don't live out on the lavish

of hearing mother that cried
Multiplied by the sound of police sirens that's wailing
In hot pursuit of assailants
Paint lyrics outta Van Halen
You really got

normal but stress is holding me constantly probably in my own zone I'm alone an anomaly/
Scorn and torn man liquids not fortune and fame inside I realize

Gives way to a rebirth, a brand new day

The burning sting
Still picks and prods
Endless voices ringing out
A convoy blairs out, a warning
Blinded by my

A tolling behests a merciful breath from strangling scorn
Disconnect; recollect; stoke the pain inside this tortured mind so full of loss
Commence my

Staring at the posters on the wall
You are the one to fall
My mind is scarred by daddy's scorn
When I was small

As a king of little people in

Oh time is out of sight

I'm close to veering off the road
And no one seems to know
I'm just going for the ride, but all my friend just passed me by
So

In a time before the sickness and the plague
In a place where time tracks circles round the cosmic egg
In the beings brought to bear by kindred scorn

get me i'll be like everybody else
All by myself

I thought about the scriptures
And how they could be written
A pleasant work of fiction
A certain

confessions
in tremors proclaimed - benediction of oppression

slay the lamb of god by the hammer of repulsion
scorn of the earth feeding on the dead salvation

roaring
You could catch em during your safari
Man them same bitches used to scorn me
They say fuck 6 so much I think they horny
When I started out all

sockets concave
Withdraw strings of movement
Scorn your heathen nature with richness within

Torn the sailboats sail
No wind to steer become unveiled
Guided

The plane by which I exist not
Unbeknownst of how hard I fought
The one I sought spares not a thought
Seclusion meets isolation between the walls of scorn

reflections cast down by the blinded glass
Embrace the mirror that cracks, judgment comes en-masse
Sunflower full of thorns
Pedestal full of scorn
Is what they

Minimal decibel sonic missile sonar guided frimmuh yacht
Noisesconcuss consciousness it ain't a prophetic miracle, this is by design
Subliminal rude

To eulogize
Oh life
Is yours to define

By-and-by
The day arrives
Oh death
Is yours to realize

The absence of warmth in his words
Speaks to how deep he's died

all
Twas a flock of trumpeters
In tribute
A chorus of ravens
A wraith in revue
Perched upon marble temples
By two
Beneath their feet
A floor will fall

reveals from the thawing
The chilling of the cadence slowly weighing on my conscience
Ate away at by the flailing of the failings of my conscious
A dark

of structure breedform taking mouths eat exact debt from the inhibition
Fusiform aneurysms, blessings by supreme inferiority
The next us part collapsed distance,

got black in his eyes
Convinced by mere mind tourtuing 
He'd get a piece of the pie without much scrambling
So he resorts to ways and manners

attest chances
Burning bruised and bandaged
Toting tools but famished
Black yakuza branded
By the fool we handed
Turning moods to millions
Turn on me I

are darker than your scorn 
Invisible to most who past 
But that's what they do daa dee daa daa 
How about you ? 

They say oh he smells drunk 
She

a wise man's scorn
cnd I don't do nothin' that I would regret in the morn
Planet heavy, feel the weight hangin' on my mind, struggle to be kind
Gravity

retrain
You are the man
I can't defend
You pray on the wrong man
And after all the scorn
Now you eat dandelions by the bottom
Was I blind?
What Am I?
Am I