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Birth
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2. |
Early Morning
02:56
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Woke up early morning with a “Yes!”
Morning mist, smell of dropling dew so fresh
Last night was so hot and icky
Today is so cool, get frisky
Touch large green leaf, wet and sticky
Mother with me, heart and loving
Days like this how can you help not love everybody
Even self, yea haven't shown you so much health
Change that, today is day of loving wealth
Inhale large cold fresh breath
What is this aroma roaming?
Pulls to inside, now inside I see
Hot yummy tea, ooh just for me!
Every day is such a rebirth
I didn't even sleep so much
Foggy grays blanket me, ahh clouds behave
Caught the first warmth of sunshine rays
Bristly brusquely, tallish trees
Up up up up, won't you come and grow with me?
Won't you come and glow with me?
Early Mornin – I'm reborn
X4
On planet Masquerade, we search for Earth
We search for honest, search for worth
Alien telescope to study people, freaky sweat
Dawn upon, the dying light
Hey heyyy, too early bright
Charade of charades, parade parade
Parade all the way to our dearest graves
Learn to love or return back to dust
Bursting crust, global hot n such
Corpulent, gluttony more and more we clutch
What's bought and sold?, the human soul
My friend Bobby says “we are human beings, not human doings”
(Doing proving grounds of being)
Early morning, morning glory
Hello Earth, take take take take
Sorry sorry
There's no glory in the end of Rome, end of Story
There is no glory, until Rome is ended
Early Mornin – I'm reborn
X4
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Life Is A Paradox
04:08
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Man is like attrition to the innocent soul
Bursting, with the innumerable dualism of Albert Camus
Heinous quarrel with the thirsting
Rappin for some respect, contain thy meaning even if nothing left
Find the woes of depth
I haven’t sneezed in years, I think people are guessin I ain’t blessed
Realize what it meant
Live and love life to the utmost
And while you ride, note the nihilist meaninglessness
Shift to eagerness, kiss the sense of evanescence
Splurge in the message beneath the surface
Understood perfect
Wage wit clipped angels and chipped soldiers
Engage clever endeavors of legitimacy
Lust thrill that only death brings the reality
Shrill in giggles, save the children a breath
For their time to reform the sodden soil
Boiled in obscurity
Revolutionizing Revelations until Genesis is a cadaver
Art is my universal cure
Relinquishing hate, secret is sacred
But everybody wants some truth
Embroidery of a radiating sun splashing the canvas’ womb
Voluptuous methods of salutation
What is life?
What is life?
Is life a microcosm of death?
Of course, life is a paradox
Until all men are the ark of the covenant
Redundant surprises
That moron needs some oxyclean
Oxymoron whore on subjunctives
'Uck cash, inner self be the true wealth
Always demonstrate purpose
Even if its all worthless only the worthless be worthless
It hurts less to be unattached, that’s cowardice
Powerless work away from society
Not much for the reconcile
Admire the ideologies, suffocate the water with the tree
Knee deep in blood of wounds uncut
Muffled in triumph, silent in screaming agony
Consciousness has been liquidated
Faded in the chaotic turmoil
Coil and propel with tenacity of loyalty
Death is thy greatest fear, but is it that that ends your fear
Stick up gat, lets see how much you fear fear
What is life?
What is life?
Is life a microcosm of death?
Of course, life is a paradox
Laughing hysterically, how ugly women get no luck in work place
Miss pageant wasn’t qualified and they fired ugly one her ass anyway
Take thee sins away
Lil ugly duckling, haha super dummy, know whats funny
Is it our weaknesses that make us strong?
I feel sorry for those with no problems
No wonder they always the ones we find making excuses for the wrong choice
Or on the otha side o’ town wit their love closed
Let woe gones, be woes gone
And I know no one stronger than a single parent female
Oh and how the ugly stares can freeze over hell
What is life?
What is life?
Is life a microcosm of death?
Of course, life is a paradox
The sky is blue (ash, grayish, whites, magenta, multi-shaded and yellow)
Everybody wanna hang out, but you ain’t wanna hang out on a rope
Your enemies enemy is your, hey wanna be friends?
Water’s thicker than blood?, I cut myself
We’re married, what the fuck happened to my individuality, you're not my soul
But you’re the sole one for me
Everybody wanna be free, but everyone wants to be someone (or) somethings master
More immortal words of Oliver Wendell Holmes, “the mode in which the inevitable comes to pass is through effort”
And if I was truly free, would I even need to live?
I don’t feel like it right now, I think ill die then wake up
I don’t wanna obey the laws! Okay don’t, be disobedient, your obediently doing that
Laughter marked by asterisk, haha, a lotta these fools consider themselves rappas
True art challenges, hmm I guess all is pointless cus it challenges me how much your unchallenging
Check my mispronunciations when I feel, oops gotta enunciate renunciation
Loser screamin we will survive, cus everything is possible
Wrong, I wont merely exist, suffice to the higher understanding
Knowledge is subjective and objective in our receptive minds
A person with reason can see how many reasons their can be many reasons, I guess that explains my insanity
Man cant comprehend the logic of god, Her (Him) knowing is preposterous but true
Life is a paradox
Yin and Yang
Life is (it is)
Life is
Life is (life is)
Never use superlatives
Laughter*
Life is a Paradox
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Puff puff// dont pass// okay puff some more//cycles bore thou galore never sleep never snore
pours out my pores till it rains no more//color me whore//pink giggles squeal heehee children//
brain o fission//brain o fissure//natural divisure/devise to anihilize wuts capitalized//all nouns//
aint proper, drop a double doppleganger dangler gobbler//call em schadenfruede//but I aint german//those that love the system love your suffer//that makes, them rich//itch like music//itch like heroin//somewhere middling divine deliverance//ah softly lips kiss//bliss fists o synergists//synergize the emptiness//candlestick *whoo* blew out//kinda like hardship//kinda like old friendships//love life//high stakes//what is love's price//price o love//what is porn like//child mind blur blur//guts go gurr gurr//slurp yer//mad kicks backflips//anything possible, that is bullshit//mind's eye infinite//that is true shit//rip shit drug catalyst eat cannibalistic art is infinite
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Okay okay, lets get this party started
whacha got to drink there, sometin to get ya real naughty
one set to get your daughter hot n bother
another cold rap, to get ya wet but hotter
dont gimme that beat, all I need is a loop fool
dont sweat it, let your body shake to the groove ooh
check the lips how I groove to the loop
turn you to an animal, hey check the platitude
guess not jus anotha nigga wit an attitude
see how you bust moves, dance easy easy
slow down no need to get rude
scratch that, look how them hips move
they say wit no dance track no paper
over lines on paper we orchestrate your flavour
lazy acres, you shopping for a soulmate
taste o rhythm and eye candy
randy sex pots galore, cultural debauchery
got me crochity, sufferin sucukatash
see the lil suffrogate, wit the tight ass slim waist
well make haste to heaven Betty
crock me up a beat, ready to crash ova
call it hip hop, but my souls a bit more rock n rolla
look into them eyes, did I see a supernova
hyper corny I know, but one of us gotta get this paper
no need for morals, you can save it for your savior
save the lyrics for that art shit
this be sexy entertainment
On this one lets just get nasty
you only live once, so lets do it fastly
said you only live once, so lets get trashy
They don't want art, so lets give em entertainment
They don't listen to the words, they just wanna dance
Bass Snare Bass Snare
I got my drink, so Take me there
Bass Snare Bass Snare
I got my drink, so I don't care
4/4 K, I, S, S
You kiss me, and I kiss you
4/4 K, I, S, S
You kiss me, and I kiss you
Keep it simple stupid
got the drums mate, so lets loose it
Don't wanna conversate, I just wanna dance
Good luck, in their head theyre sayin I just wanna fuck
Nonchalant steps, the tongue flex
I'll divorce you for some good sex
Tonights the night, who cares what come next
Rip off their clothes, nah hustler mode, just jack their dough
Who needs the power of cunnin lyrics when you got that cunninlingus
Spread eagle style is the best way to eat this
I'll take a quick fix over what inspire said
I'll take some good head, over a good head
rip o melody so passionately and no one is listening
yeah yeah struggling artist, just shut up and relate to me
Not a child no more, the world wore me cold stop
I didn't hear you, but on that hook did you see my pop lock
The world revolves around me, no time for books and poetry
Just give me those 4 beats and relate to me,
yo let that beat drop, you're killing me
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All a human is, is a mind with appendages...
And one day we will all grasp...
Or maybe that's just my idea of heaven...
To be completely enamored by all the ugliness and beauty inside all of us
To identify each characteristic and emotion in every human as another part of ourselves, even the undiscovered ones
Those bits and pieces, those specs of star dust sprinkled ever so gently into all of us
Whether we have found it in ourselves or through others, All that there is to be human lies in me, And of course by me I mean we...
"Each person is an intricate piece of infinite"
When we can all understand that we are all the same person...understand each part of ourselves...
The human soul will finally become one...
Only here is life everlasting, Only here is humanity free unto infinite...
Only here can Honesty and Love be resounded in us...
Call it as you wish, Humanity's final master form, God, Honesty, Love...
It doesn't matter, because its all Nothing and its all Everything...
The ultimate endless struggle of Life...The point in which, we are Always reaching for, yet will Never achieve (We will achieve!)
I progress every step toward this non-end and aspire for all my fellow Man and Woman to also...
And not out of martyrdom or self-importance
But out of true compassion and empathy
To find this final form of Love and God...
And only through this connectedness can we all evolve into this new human...Through Pain And Happiness...
And whatever else emotions we don't know exist that run through our very blood...
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Growth
00:07
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When I was a little kid in Sunday school, they told me
The Devil Always remembers and Jesus always forgets
Thats how I knew I was evil, I never forget
yet I always forgive
shedding love whereever it lets, even to those I shouldnt
im so much my mother
but the blood wont let into wine
when I was young my stepfather held up a knife
and told me there aint nothin but air and opportunity
and thats the day I learned sometin
maybe not, but at least I have sometin to rap about
I take that passion and I let it loose
I live every day by the edge o the blade
not to make pit to pat, I gotta lust for life, shoutouts to iggy pop
down the rabbit hole and Alice of hip hop
boo bippity wop, you can call it scat rock
insert joke about feces here
constantly juggling the dream and real world
and ive learned to be a damn good clown
from the painted smile to the big goofy shoes
riding thru space without dropping the balls
Think pink elephants in the grooves of the carpet
flying off the floor and into the
ya know, Dumbo wasn't well liked
If I really was born on Earth than how can I be homeless?
Alien thoughts of alienation
A nation of aliens
I think therefore –
I'm hungry, guess i'm made empty
void-full celebrations
Devoid of devout
these are religious symbols
George Carlin said lets leave symbols for the symbol-minded
this is an honest sentiment
cus I'd rather be honest than believe
yearning to learn, unquenchable quest
this chase of life will never leave
who doesn't lieeeee
yeah, ya know what I mean
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A Dead Soul
02:04
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So here I lay...
No longer able to see first, second and third view of every perspective
No longer New Human, a human trapped with only its small window
A human with only its meager insight, its singular slice of the whole human mind that we are all apart of
No longer able to see the bigger picture...No longer able to see God...
No longer able to see both the real and dream world simultaneously
The majestic colors that don't exist are no longer painted over the Earth I once knew
Help, I can't dream anymore!
Is this the final piece of my innocence carved away?
Have I forever killed off who I really am?
I need those voices forever screaming at me
I need to feel every emotion and feeling in the universe down to its most excruciating core
All at once
To where even the good feelings hurt so bad
Pang me to death's waking door
I thought I wanted to be normal
I'll gracefully take my crazies back if they come with my intelligence...
Though I can't feel anymore...A shattered dead soul...
Soul dies...Soul gone...
I have to fake it until I get my superpowers back
For what is a little girl without her emotions and everyone else's with it
Break little girl, Break
Help, I'm not me anymore
Help, I'm not me anymore
Help, I'm not me anymore...
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One day, a baby bear, or cub if you must, was stolen from her mother and kept in captivity...
Many torturous and unconceivable things were done to the cub during this time...But my Nature, let's not go into that shan't we...
And Mother Bear went berserk...she even stopped eating her trout and began eating “stonefish”...
No amount of “bear medicine” could reinvigorate Mother...
By the time they got Baby Cub back to her Mother Bear again, she had already clawed out all of her gutsy wutsies...And their home, will never be the same again...
The formidable “Never”, but here her use is mandatory...
For here lies no longer a mother bear, but the Felt
And the only thing felt, is the panging of Pelt
And Baby Cub Forever Running from Captivity...
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Sing: When the butterflies inside// equate to the angel's lies
An ocean of children's tears// that ripples across the universe
Hurts to hide what's real inside// so you show that pain as smiles
And there's nothing left to fear// now you can let out all your cries
Rap: The story told a thousand times, the unloved beat kids
Felt death before they even got to experience life
This little girl watched all the hits, mom's black eye and her bruised ribs
Taught early on how to hide and avoid socialize (social eyes)
When mom was away working two J-O-Bs, thought hey its normal to be lonely
Hey that's life, mom's gotta get ends meat
At nights shes shouting “daddy, no please!”
Eventually, she goes numb to the beast
Went to school and showed her only friend the scars
But she was too young to help, but she helped show how things really are
--She is all alone--
Mom screams “Not Again”, Dad yells “Shut the fuck up Bitch”
Glass is smashed, or is that the sound of unloved kids screaming at high pitch
Sing: When the butterflies inside// equate to the angel's lies
An ocean of children's tears// that ripples across the universe
Hurts to hide what's real inside// so you show that pain as smiles
And there's nothing left to fear// now you can let out all your cries
What a cute scene, seems surreal how its so serene
The little boy sits in front of babysitter, no wait I think its a screen
Images are seen
Whatever he sees is certainly not reality
Actuality, of his step-dad hiding cocaine in his bedroom
Faded dirty baige curtains blinds what consumes
Never is the face of the ever impending doom
Always is the face of creativity which blooms
He lay under his bed and writes those songs
Learned early on how to be gone
Those aren't God's tears, thats his first kiss
The pound of the fist is the warmthy squish when hugs his teddy
He doesn't even remember this hell, just the eternal bliss
What's real is make belief, imagination is what holds him steady
Ready for the concrete braille, now what does life spell?
Sing: When the butterflies inside// equate to the angel's lies
An ocean of children's tears// that ripples across the universe
Hurts to hide what's real inside// so you show that pain as smiles
And there's nothing left to fear// now you can let out all your cries
Adapted to living with the pain
Overwhelmed, cold clutch, colossal touch
way past the point of enough is enough
"And I never want to remember again," screams the Now very aged child...
Tremendously tumbling towards surreptitious secrets
How agonizing one gets...when the struggling kicks...and the thoughts won't bequit
Tough in the trenches, there you sit
where the feel of death never exits
to the brink where you smile, even if only to exist
the only defense mechanism that allows you to persist
so please, unloved child feel this
even if only in a mirror
aww that moment, when you look directly into a song, past the music into that glimmer of sweet, gooey love
you then glance at your lover, you both instantly have the shared experience of that feeling
that moment is now forever tied to your souls
each of your minds saw that thought in visual space
and acquired it together
souls bounded together, yet completely free and unbounded...limitless
the prospect of love and the power it gives
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Babies have bleeding hearts too, sometimes they love and sometimes they spill
But on the real, that's a euphemism for innocent chills
Sometimes they strengthen us, sometimes they scar us
Anonymous, Whether hard as steel, or soft as egg shells
Tip toe thru life by method of cheap thrills
Obscure revelations from once no longer friends
Tellin' ourselves they'll be there till the end
Don't take life too seriously, no one makes it out alive
I thought that was a funny joke, but I don't do coke
Contrive what's independence, We're in this together
A remembrance why we strive to to pride our individuality
Tethered to uniqueness in the same, we are all human
Spirituality of the fact we can all think freely
Dreamin' universally we can live how we think
Intensely romantic like that of bottomless ink
Crying out not a world for our babies, but where they should be
even babies, they bleed adult tears
we're just struggling, not to die in a world of tragic fear
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Death
00:07
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A Curse Called Memory
02:41
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A story that starts from the end
A childhood friend
I saw (his) mother after he hung himself with rope
My first encounter with a real life ghost
Top left corner on top my dresser
thats where my step-father hid his dope
You call them dreams, I call them cope
I don't care which nation of reality you're from
The only one I'm livin in is my imagination
When I was a baby my eyes were a light hazel
By the time I'm dead they'll be black as plague
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im sorry my loving makes you uncomfortable
but this love, is forever
And you know, you are eternal
And you know that we share links
And i will wait
Cus my love is unconditional
And I'm a tryin man
but tryin man is an open man
An open man is easy to be broken man
And there I stand
Open Arms, just waitin for my good woman
You're such a good woman
You're such a warm woman
Don't run away from whats always gonna last
I dont want to be broken
Help me be a good man
lets runaway together
lets go hand in hand
And I dont know the weather
but we'll storm it for the thirst
we'll storm it together
And babyyyyy it dont matter
cus Where ever we are
we are together
Dont let me be a bad man and I won't let you be a bad woman
I can't stand I can't stand it I can't
This love is forever
Fuck man, and fuck woman
Love as one (Is won)
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Our dear Jeanne of Arc
In the moonlight solo she dance
Don't need two for romance
Wounded in the neck
How faithful she bleed
This won't stop her from her great deed
Today its the past
And tomorrow its history
You call it just, she calls it misery
In these trying times a woman dies
with a silent fight, a silent fight, silent fight
To never know, that cross she bears
To wear her triumph
To wear her despair
Every single day women fight like Jeanne
To protect her heart
To build her Arc
Today its the past
And tomorrow its history
You call it mankind, she calls it misery
In these trying times a woman dies
with a silent fight, a silent fight, silent fight
Captured and trialed by man
But she dies a woman
Searching for the day we can all be human
The execution of our dear Jeanne
All because she wanted freedom
Today its the past
And tomorrow its history
You call it the law, she calls it misery
In these trying times a woman dies
with a silent fight, a silent fight, silent fight
In these trying times a woman dies
with a silent fight, a silent fight, silent fight
In these trying times a woman dies
with a silent fight, a silent fight, silent fight
In these trying times a woman dies
Burning at the stake she dies in these trying times
In these trying times
A woman dies
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It feels like my brain keeps switching who I am and I don't know why...Dissociatives seem to be the only thing that - make it feel better?...I really am Alice you know, must be easy for all those folks who know exactly who they are and exactly who they'll be that day...My mind seems to make up my mind for me, but its still always me...I don't have multiple personalities I just have a really big personality...I don't think people like people with big personalities, like they feel intimidated or squished, like the world isn't big enough...I try to be as invisible as possible...Its important to be polite and I would never want to get in anyone's way...I wish it wouldn't be a weird thing to run up to everyone and hug and kiss them and tell them you love them...It seems Alienation actually sells better than love, oh well...There are way too many people to love in big cities...Humans are so beautiful, but the silly creatures can't even see themselves when they look into a mirror, they'll never know how actually precious they are...That's fine, we can always make pretend :)
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The meaning is in the way its sung...Elements broken down all around it, encompassing Truth...Or Honesty...For undeath's sake let's call it Light...I Faith...
And a farewell to all the songs that didn't make the album due to flow of story/fitting in the realm of other songs for what I was trying to convey/create...I pray you heart it all hard...Let Us never stop Growing...
lyrics
Oh dear year of 98, that's the year that I turned ten
In Japanese that translates to sky or heaven
A haven after beaten as present for birthday of cardinal
So with ravens forevermore I taketh refuge
And I declared that I shall never want again
Then found endless colors in my nameless friend
Terms I dedicated to matter of gray
Abduction can't be so different from runaway
Reduction idea of this time its by my own admission
Though with wet tears I see clearly through with blurry vision
Panicking around room with fear and anticipation
Pondering on exit for most expedient escape direction
Should I sneak out bedroom window or dash to front door to make my break
Meanwhile hands fervently shiver and quake, as mind paces what to pack and take
Concerning critical decisions such as which stuffed animal is my favourite
Already got my snacks and warmest blanky in my backpack
----Can God not feel my pain? Does he too not die when child cry?
Why does step dad beat me and mommy? Why does she stay with man who doesn't love me?
Does she too not love me? Does God not love me?
Lost, alone, helpless, ugly, the eternal unloved manifested deep within me
Why is it that lies more than truth is whats deemed to resemble reality?
----No matter how many times a child sees a hand other than its own inflict pain on it, it still sees the blame as its own hands...A mark that does not wash off with strong soaps and long talks...
But I know a family is like a gun, point it in the wrong direction and someone is bound to get killed
And I know inside every man is murderer
In my soul I scream this shall be the last time I bleed for them
Now I got my shit ready to never look back again
Thats when my sister Raquel came in and grabbed hold
Held me and said nothing could be further from the truth
A slight moment of realization of God's unconditional Love, an ethereal understanding of the universe
Every day since then has been a falling out of my mind consumed by death and growth into light and life's eternal breath
Brother Ali clip “the devil has to die where ever he resides, even if hes inside me hes got to die”
Every night I die, Every night I cry, Every night I feel I'm the luckiest alive
Every night I die, Every night I cry, Every night I feel I'm the luckiest alive
Eyedea clip “ devil convinced me I was him”
Always felt God deep inside, child pondering if mirror reflects my devil
Level-headed thoughts that wondering error deflects practical
Practically anyone can feel any pain, but can they feel everyone at once
As young as eight, fear of death was far too great
Hence thinking far beyond an age, if the future is the past then time will never come
So young and dumb, born old n gray in this withered kingdom
Heathen heaving hubris upon others for what was done to Him
'Rinda was the only one who could reach my most closed timid
But humans have perfected nothing but forms of oppression
Do ye yet taste my pain and angst? Let me shove it down your throat
Just like I ate mommy's, transferring psychotic suppression cacophonous
'cept for silent screams that rang bottomless
----“Does my mother know I'm here” I asked “Of course, stay here” they said
Sleepy woozy dreamily drooling the good lie that blurry brain eludes me
Remembering a palace of love as teddy I squeeze and squeeze and squeeze and
fuckin wheeze
Asthmatic constantly at hospitals with listless breeze
So the escape was never a fail, we fight we flight
Blight stain of rigid reach for innocence
Though wind's fury is mightier than sense
Sensationally inundated with wishes of death
The family curse I'll end myself
Locked myself in to smash the evil in the mirror and cut
Tonight, mark my words is where the devil fuckin dies
Tragically the orphan went kicking and screaming home
As if the universe can be connected and simultaneously a demon dwells alone
No, both my elder sister's voices lifted me off that bathroom floor
At gravity's greatest pressure is when the mind soars
----Could not the cold stench of alcohol numb the cold feel of trauma
All the drugs turned to colors and laughter's the best drama
The blood that leaked from my soul was nothing but infinite love
And all the fragments of the mirrors were fractals from above
Yeah, there's been moments where a force compelled to overwhelm
Whether capturer or family I'll make a hell of a run until I die
Yet with animal in heart, I still believe I'm the luckiest person alive
Every night I die, Every night I try, Every night I feel I'm the luckiest alive
Every night I die, Every night I strive, Every night I feel I'm the luckiest alive
An illusion of truth is a black hole that never stops growing, it is your soul being consumed and therefore your mind blind to its game of death...The only feeling of death for the living is resisting what is inside...Truth is an incessant bone projected before you on to everything...For everything outside of you is a reflection of what is inside of you...
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