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mind
So much to do, so much time
Diving in the inter-complexes of my mind
Yo, this summer? It's gonna be crazy
And by crazy I mean crazy how good we are

I'm gonna explode
My mind's made of dynamite
Don't judge a life by the smile on a face
"How you doing?" "I'm great" Easy
I've been avoiding my problems

they're out 
Weird cause I like hanging out by myself
But I'm lonely like I've never felt 

I guess I just wanted some company
People are better together

Tormented by the story of mankind
Walking around happy occasions with sad eyes, all your smiles are mad lies
Bastardize the truth and call it pride

come cap for here brother man as you can see
Everbody wants to be happy
Everybody wants that big money
Nobody wan poor o
Nobody wan skrep o
Nobody wan

escalates with these rebels
They raise metal
Magneto ting
I like batty and thighs even with mosquito stings
Blud
If I go back to the old me
You know me
A 9

Money make me happy, Cus momma don't gotta worry, 
About the baggage left by daddy, Cus sorry isn't enough,
Call me for my product you never calling

happy you must learn to balance the two
And find the perfect zone between blissful ignorance and overanalyzing

The mind is a powerful tool if used

the troubles to forget
Don't laugh and don't cry
We are the children the sky

On the deep space you can see
Silver ways of the Galaxy
And the Earth moves

that without me
Your life would be so much better

There is a lump of emotions
Clogging up my brain
When I want to feel happy
All I ever feel is pain
I

scream
And I wanted to stay
Way past forever

My soap-free friends are grinning and crouching
And the rich bitch with shopping walks by
At night she dreams

Got an elusive disposition
You would never know
How I feel 'cause I got no one to talk it out
Trapped in my head
Hanging by a thread
I'm so f- messed up

The holes in our ozone

Don’t you ever wonder
What’s going to happen to us?
I do.
We could live our lives, so happy.
But what about our children?
What about

roses
Begging for more

Stripped down to
Stripped down to
Stripped down to indulge

I said “Thank you for your patience”
My lips are happy to taste all

evacuate
Get me to an island
Got to get away
Dipped out quick
On the down low
Skipped out of dodge
Cabs are here
Let us go
Hop
Skip
Jump
It is time
Got

stop they are starting cry
I drink their tears and i aint lie
The diein' by

One shot
One kill
No power
Just skill
One blow
It still
No power
Just skill

Sadness as you know, doesn't rest for a moment

At happiness headquarters, telemarketers are nervous
Hoping for some kind of breakthrough from research

Game The System
Written by Henderson K Shatner 

Drums, Guitar, Vocals – HKS
Bass – Natalie Shatner


I have a nice chair in which I dare to compare

thy eyes and reveal thyself for the true messiah, Øwrvürm

As thy father and thy mother shall not forget thee, you shall forget them, for they are not

I'm proven wrong

When I thought I had it figured out 
Happy meant being by myself
So I could play among the rocks, climb into the trees
Listen to my

a filet
And dissected by another man
But fuck all that

I mean it's time to relax
Focus on me
On my girl, my happiness
And I want more, but my ambitions are

The holes in our ozone

Don’t you ever wonder
What’s going to happen to us?
I do.
We could live our lives, so happy.
But what about our children?
What about

Karen wants to speak to the manager
The clerks in the store are scared of her
	She complains about everything
She's rude to people on minimum wage

hoe in the mouth
She might got an STD
Sitting in a car by myself
I'm supposed to be happy
So why do I feel like hell
It's way too late to ask for help