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New Solutions
03:38
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On my own, I came to this conclusion
I'm on board, with finding new solutions...
Step back when I'm on the attack, it's a fact no slack be getting cut for you jack, stay on track, I walk the line like the man in black, when I'm blazed up im fine, when I'm sober it's over. It gets colder and colder the older I hold her, I told her I'd mold her, but pardon the expression it was my digression deeper into depression, the human body is nothing but a collection, of flesh and bone, this pigment and tone, is one that is honed, from years of abuse and being all alone, but I cannot return to the source of this burn, I spurn
On my own, I came to this conclusion
I'm on board, with finding new solutions...
I cannot return to the source of this burn, I spurn what I learned from turning where I turned, ready set now try and forget, all those years and tears and feelings of regret. I bet, the thought never crossed your mind to time to unwind, let the music move you spine for a while, just a trial period. That leads to a myraid of sounds and sources, the forces of nature will be what they be, so just focus on the beat and the vibrations of me, as I peak and I spin off on this oblique streak, theres fuckin' no mystique, it's fuckin' worth it to stick around and hear me speak
On my own, I came to this conclusion
I'm on board, with finding new solutions...
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A Winter in Palmyra
03:57
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Either your snake oil is for for pleasure, or your own myths you believe
You mistook fools gold for treasure, or you set out to decieve.
I suppose when you meet your maker, in that moment truth be told.
And if you see yourself his equal, prepare yourself for...
Cold...It's a real long winter, It's just your
Soul...Fractured and splintered, You've been
Sold...To the highest bidder, now you've been Told...
You'll be transcending this dimension, to a planet you begat.
You've obtained this information, from two stones inside your hat.
Was your purpose misdirection, when you took them in your fold.
Are you convinced of your perfection, did you prepare yourself for...
Cold...It's a real long winter, It's just your
Soul...Fractured and splintered, You've been
Sold...To the highest bidder, now you've been Told...
We have been commanded by the angels, to live by these laws
To rise above the Heavens and become our own Gods...
Cold...It's a real long winter, It's just your
Soul...Fractured and splintered, You've been
Sold...To the highest bidder, now you've been Told...
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