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The visual is still the craziest I've seen,
I've never met you out in person, but I see you in my dreams
The thought of it is nice, but still as shady as it seems, to waste a mind
to waste a life, or praise the hidden higher being, we either build or destroy
where we come from, the past is still the past, and it ain't something we can run
from, the wool over the eyes has been pulled farther by the dumb dumbs, they
sing the songs of scholars, but their knowledge is redundant, take one gun, point the barrel at the temple,
reflect it through the mirror, tell me who does that resemble, index still on the trigger as the hand begins to tremble,
pull the lever on the steal and burn a hole straight through the mental, still there? how about you press it on your
dentals, you so ready to quit, who gives a fuck about parentals? nauseous you feeling like you really got potential?
To change the fucking world and open doors for you to step through
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