Are you tense because I play concerts?
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Years pass, offers come
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My style is numb and I miss the punch line?
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Sometimes I talk like a motherfucker
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I throw away scraps of thoughts taken alive
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As if out of this world
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Although it is beautiful, the instruments speak
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That he was turning too fast
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They closed me in brackets
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I am to stress according to the rules
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To be smiling nicely because apparently it pays off
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Work, house, twist and bend in turns, something for a hangover
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By moralniak, because he comes back if you shave a clown
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Everything is about it, there are patterns for that
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You better not confuse us with anyone, we are free electrons
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Security? |
these are appearances, the bells are already ringing
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If we are weak, we will be pecked by ravens and crows
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This is not superstition, not one of the city's legends
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It's the old school rules, which of you is number one?
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The higher tier still ties the gag
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What they are not ready for change
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I enter the next level, although the system of planets is not favorable
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They circle around me like satellites
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Matters I am supposed to have influence on
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So I'm trying to change their orbits
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No longer think about any of them
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They circle around me like satellites
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Matters I am supposed to have influence on
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So I'm trying to change their orbits
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No longer think about any of them
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The great project of God the Father
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Third planet from the sun
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One of many in the galaxy
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Whose closest neighbor has its limits
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Three million light years away
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You could go deeper endlessly
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Nothing stands still here, problems lie at heart
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Time is running out for a man who is delaying it makes no sense
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Unprecedented, we versus frame of reference
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Without a doubt, without taking prisoners, menciu, irrelevant
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I change the sounds and themes without a shadow of a doubt
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I talk like a fanatic, I hit you in your shack
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I repay my street credit in installments, I'm drowning in debt
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Because I play a different role today than in clubs years ago
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Young people have fun when I tell them about my roots
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The old folks don't want to look back because we live here and now
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You have nothing left to lose
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You measure, you shoot it is your bow
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Until the grave, nothing changes the fact that we look ahead
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They circle around me like satellites
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Matters I am supposed to have influence on
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So I'm trying to change their orbits
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No longer think about any of them
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They circle around me like satellites
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Matters I am supposed to have influence on
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So I'm trying to change their orbits
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No longer think about any of them |