Lyrics Living Poets Society - G00SE, Verb T

Living Poets Society

Rejection!
Invisible indescribable idiots who victim ridicule vicals of victory into
spitting syllables spitting in your system of venereal infections criminal
elections
Subliminal messages hidden and riddled inscriptions scribbled with scissors
into written to submissable as invisible to visual sections
Deceptions
Of religious venomous liberal individuals into residuals and living off
collections
Detections
It’s sinister unoriginal menace is the minister in finger fist the fifth
connections
Corrections
I’m liberating when I’m liquidating with my lyrics debating with a list relating
Aspirating man I’m spitting flesh I seek reflections from my suicidal scene no
fifth deflection
Sit in this directions and walk the runway up the fictions
Advance know we greet see this sections and see for protection
It’s the dead poet society
But we still alive living off variety
Well young hopefuls we know no notoriety
Punch drunk love have a plugin to sobriety
It’s the dead poet society
But we still alive living off variety
Well young hopefuls we know no notoriety
Punch drunk love have a plugin to sobriety
From the heart the things we like to listen to
In the morning man I need that bareness to move
With the melody my memory sits in tune
With a different one for each mood that I can pick and choose
Floating away and finding out what is the truth
Analysing people when you sitting with them in the room
Can you trust in them yet?
Everybody lusts for success the whole team are shuffled some are cut from the
deck
Would you pick your friends up and move along?
Yeah you hate how it feels when the do you wrong
Best beat, moving on if you in a situation
Draining all your energy that’s not where you belong
I was thinking bout myself and that threw me off
And now I’m tryna think about the roots a lot
And not just the flowers that are blooming
While they waste away take away the confusion
You know?
It’s the dead poet society
But we still alive living off variety
Well young hopefuls we know no notoriety
Punch drunk love have a plugin to sobriety
It’s the dead poet society
But we still alive living off variety
Well young hopefuls we know no notoriety
Punch drunk love have a plugin to sobriety