| I have a vague and painful feeling all my friends are primed to die soon
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| Chamber dwellers huddled round a firing pin at high noon
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| I pray to every deity the silencers attached
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| So I can slumber uninterrupted as your blackened lungs collapse
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| So, God forbid my herd disturbs your tranquil eve
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| Survey the ceilings tiles between the acid tabs and grams of speed
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| The hand that feeds still ain’t sporting any bite marks
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| The tidal waves engulf a shore abandoned by its life guards
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| Strong Swimmers Anonymous
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| Yeah, neck deep in the pacific
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| If it wasn’t for the pints of salt water and the killer whale contingent
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| I’d be adamant that all was all idyllic
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| Hoards of dormant critics write reviews in vacant basements
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| Peppered round decrepit towns they pick apart our statements
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| I burnt their filing cabinets with unbridled glee
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| Their laminated rules read, 'Fuck, Fight, or Flee'
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| Sounds just right for me
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| Sounds just right for me
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| Sounds just right for me
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| I blame the rum, you blame your mum
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| Or the failing father figure that you may become
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| You were trained to run
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| I was trained to puncture every grubby undiscovered undercover traitor’s lung
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| The powder got your faces numb, grey and glum
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| Tryna find a way to buck your saviour with that trail of crumbs
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| Hatred comes in many forms, and me I welcome all of 'em
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| Diversity abounds within this nice crematorium
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| So who are you to tell me what to do?
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| When you’re tryna beg a tenner off your crew
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| You know it’s true
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| When your eyes shine a melancholy blue, you think I’m colourblind?
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| Like I ain’t lost the plot a couple times? |
| It’s nothing new
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| I see the cunt in you… you see the freak in me
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| Pick the lock and bite the steez, B&E
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| Just be a G and leave me be
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| Before I push the plunger on this hundred tons of TNT (Explosion effect)
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| I was busy being the BFG
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| While you were sat at yard playing PS3
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| Survey the scenery
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| It’s too beautiful for words… DMT
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| Sounds just right for me
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| Just right for me (right for me, right for me)
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| Sounds just right for me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song S.S.A , by - Jam Baxter. Song from the album Touching Scenes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп