| I got bad news
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| Nothing really changes
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| We just wander aimless
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| Friends turn into strangers
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| Chalk up my exchanges and discard the conversations
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| As just carcasses for vultures in decomposition stages
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| Endless entertainment for these culture commentators
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| Stylish innovators that just vanish minutes later
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| Say, «His style is very painterly»
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| But painting’s not an art
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| Art is tricking you with statements that the painter’s painting art
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| Without an explanation, it’s just pretty little marks
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| The market sold imagination just to keep you in the dark
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| Like you bitches need a cosign to rock a fashion
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| Like you can’t see a bigger picture without a caption
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| Until some critic go and write it out
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| A long winded trite amount of words
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| That you can slide around some websites and fight about
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| Meaning’s what your life’s without
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| Surf until you’re wiping out
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| Conservation activist
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| You’re living with your lights out
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| What’s it all mean?
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| What’s he saying when he says it?
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| What’s the underlying topic?
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| What’s the motive in his message?
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| But what if he was bored and there was no between the lines
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| It was a way to pass the time, he liked the way it rhymed
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| What if he was bored and there was no between the lines
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| It was a way to pass the time, he liked the way it rhymed
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| What’s it all mean?
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| What’s he saying when he says it?
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| What’s the underlying topic?
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| What’s the motive in his message?
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| You know what the rattling pieces are in this, don’t you? |
| Some little pieces of
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| buffalo chicken |