| Check my haiku
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| Written on bamboo
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| Get another tattoo
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| As I light up a camel
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| Just might have a fight at night
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| While I write by the light of the candle
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| When the vibe gets low and the mind will show
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| And the voice begin to ramble
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| Leave me for dead and take my head
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| Raise a cup put up on the mantel
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| Lifes color’s vibrant
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| Wonder where the time went
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| I am living priceless while your life is on consignment
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| Sniper with alliance
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| Rifle breaks the silence
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| I’m shooting off my mouth to show
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| The essence of defiance
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| Time to shred rage is on
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| If the feeling ain’t right then I’d rather be wrong
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| And if this night’s just right hangovers long
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| Molotov night
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| Mobbin' on
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| Smile on my face in the middle of a riot
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| Looking from the top
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| Even if you wanna try it
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| You meet me at the highest
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| Leave ‘em with the lighter
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| It’s dark in the shadows when you’re hanging out with giants
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| Cast away to an island
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| Nothing’s harder than hiding
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| Being all by myself
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| You’re resorting to violence
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| You turned into a tyrant
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| Telling me stop being silent
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| But the silence deafening
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| But the silence deafening
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| But the silence deafening
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| Captive I hold in my words like hostages
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| Push me too far I unload my battle ship
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| I’m on the edge my short fuse it has been lit
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| Cause you create madness
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| I crave the opposite
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| Like smoke and mirrors
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| Hurricane
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| Numb as hell
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| Novocaine
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| Close the window, pouring rain
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| Man, too much booze and Vicodin
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| It’s time to go and I’m gone
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| You can’t touch the high that I’m on
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| You don’t know my state of mind yeah
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| I’ve gone too far and beyond
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| I’m light years away and I’m fine
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| My course is set to incline
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| No one can break my silence
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| They so violently keep trying
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| I’m just holding on to what’s real
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| I’m searching out for what’s true
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| You can take all that you want
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| But I’m not stopping till I’m through
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| Cast away to an island
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| Nothing’s harder than hiding
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| Being all by myself
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| You’re resorting to violence
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| You turned into a tyrant
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| Telling me stop being silent
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| But the silence deafening
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| Cast away to an island
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| Nothing’s harder than hiding
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| Being all by myself
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| You’re resorting to violence
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| You turned into a tyrant
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| Telling me stop being silent
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| But the silence deafening
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| But the silence deafening
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| But the silence deafening
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| But the silence deafening
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| But the silence deafening
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| But the silence deafening
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| But the silence deafening |