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Friedman
03:31
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Hey there.
Are you boundless
Are you infinite.
Are you all of the passions that I pray for?
Silence.
You’ll be breathing soon
You’ll be bounded.
Got a stomach full of life without bias.
Say boy.
You are average, you are penniless
You’re a public projection of all our fears.
Speak up now.
Are you emptiness or are you full of it
Once in everything, I’m so through with this
Doesn’t everyone deserve a solution
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Mustaine
05:53
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Everyday trying to make up for the one before
And I'll climb two flights to tremble at the sight
of your already open door..
The frustration I see when I tell you I'd like
Some company, breaks my heart.
How could you be so impartial.
And I've made myself the fool
Whos fallen for you, so lay me down softly this time and
I won't have to come back crying
I just made myself look bad, you're the one who should
be feeling bad it be...
Better to forget you
But I don't really want to.
Energy spent trying to believe
Youre not worth it, you don't deserve it.
But I wish you did coz I can't stand the thought of it
And I'll remember you as that second or two
Artist I knew who decided to screw me over
Coz its the bolder thing to do
And I've made myself the fool
Whos fallen for you, so lay me down softly this time and
I won't have to come back crying
I just made myself look bad, you're the one who should
be feeling bad it be...
Better to forget you
But I don't really want to.
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4. |
Orthodox Activist
02:47
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Whistle Whistle whistle
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You've been famous since your birth.
And a silent one it was till they told me its a girl.
And everybody gasped.
I know how to raise you right.
Teach you how to read, share toys, do math, spell your name and alphabet
And how to be polite.
You've been famous since your birth
And a silent one it was till they told me its a girl
And everybody said.
In your atlas know it all.
Let the corners curl coz if you go by night
You'll hit the coast for sure.
Its a ruse, its a laugh..
Experts they agree...
Listen to the math...
Australopithecine...
Rekindle your heart.
These hospital machines..
Are state of thee art..
I put down my middle name in the back of her book
And signed it just in case our work was overlooked
'Cause I got one more up my sleeve, bring it out tonight
'Cause if I am the joke then you're the punch line
It's a ruse, it's a laugh,
experts they agree,
listen to the math
Australopithecine,
rekindle your heart
These hospital machines
are state of the art
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