| Break ground on a
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| Not so solid surface
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| Rock the common turf with
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| Rottweillers with purpose
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| Moving around and now he duly get down
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| Draw blood and it’s oozing now
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| My heart has been losing pounds
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| By the minute you play cynic like the bleeding isn’t real
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| But the leaks that I conceal have an overwhelming feel
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| And it’s danger
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| Under the ground I see saviours
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| Who’s memories I buried with my very scary neighbours
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| Razors, raze the bottom line blazes
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| Pick and shuffle the blame
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| Kicking trouble for days
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| And I’m feeling like this bassinet is just another coffin
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| Heavin, coughin, reachin, often
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| Kicking up dust on the life I lived
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| You see I’m Mad Max with an axe
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| And I’m minus wife and kids
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| I’m looking for the clues that I might have missed
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| So if you find me in the dirt and you see I’m tryin to dig remember that
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| This is a dangerous time we live in
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| Revolutions all around
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| I found a dream that I was given
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| Down deep inside the ground
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| Lets, lets, lets dig it out
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| Put crown on her
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| Better better so we be on
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| Get a little go see me gone
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| I’mma let them all keep me strong
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| Pick it up and I’m gonna beat the pawns
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| Add a little bit of butter I’mma eat the fawn
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| I’m a illin' motherfucker with a piece of wrong
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| The world is on it’s knees
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| These sane names and fame games
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| Get a license with the strange lane
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| My aims plain but ain’t changed since 1983
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| This ain’t pain but hey man
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| I’m trying to maintain sane
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| This caveman bring great fam
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| That’s just the way it be
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| In a world of darkness
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| I’m digging for catharsis
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| I’m sipping on the arsenic
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| Just to say I’m a part of it
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| The media
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| The medium
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| The miniscule we make
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| The mediocore medicare on my mininum wage
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| I’m smiling but I’m not okay
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| I’m dialing, don’t know what I’ll say
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| I’m filing for asylum
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| But I’m whiling violins on that mountain plate
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| We walking up to take the stage
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| Got dirt and sand all in my face
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| If this here is my final play
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| Here’s what you’ll hear my tombstone say
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| This is a dangerous time we live in
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| Revolutions all around
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| I found a dream that I was given
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| Down deep inside the ground
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| Lets, lets, lets dig it out |