It sits within you, programmed to stay connected
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Buried with falsehood and thirst for desires
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All you can't see is disease?
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My vaccine allows me to love, even though I die sometimes
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Well, I'm standing here at the gates to the universe, still
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And I trust you have a windmill
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Because I open windows from hell, there is no air conditioning, it burns ...
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(Who broke in here? Who dared?)
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C’mon y’all
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I see, the end of the world will be uploaded to you on YouTube in your brain
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Trillion compressed views for the living dead
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I'll be Picasso, it's too tight for the flattering people
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Error, I'm turning the ground to the side now
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Playing with a piece of paper like this ?!
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Mammals control my suckers
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Intubated dwarfs of a fallen civilization
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Paragraph, a.k.a. |
Graphic Pythagoras
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I will engrave the mother's epitaph on the face of the dead
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I have a matrix, I touched the absolute, new moon
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This light chokes the dead blackness of the species, huh!
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Respect the brain as long as the pulse beats in silence
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Go let that thought hollow out new windows, it's the Grail!
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Shimmy shimmy shimmy shimmy ya
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If the windows were the veins of styles, then what? |
Come on in
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I stand in the white of Telimena, Holy God, eternal
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And his name is forty and four!
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What is paradise? |
Eternal privilege
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You have that Grail And change the perspective of your views
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Go into that shaft, break their mirror
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You have that cipher, password, get out of there!
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Don't be silly, don't go outside
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Okay, I'm fucking you, you love fucking people
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Then see how fear the soda water dipped its fingers in it
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I will burn your lips and tongue of flaws and mistakes
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With this decoction of faith I will erase the untruth from my memory
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Seriously, I'll breach that invalid gate with balanced slang
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More boldly, Brother, put the weight on the scales
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Keep in mind that the spirit of money is at stake
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Never mind delete!
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Drink from this cup and vomit their contents from the stomach
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It's a curse, a fever from within, it's eating you
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Bad womb, you have, God's manager, over there
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There is a road nearby, she decides here and I quote
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Whoever gives up his dowry will sit over the statues
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Polished tears of sculptors
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The enlightened ones are obliged to fight for the sake of faith, everyone because
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Otherwise your pact will go to hell, cancel it
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The goblet is overflowing, meet the messenger of light
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With me, time slows down, I slow down the devil
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The power will be ours do not ask about Lem, he crystallized the message
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Atheist don't ask because Icarus is a bad example
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Still, be faithful, Sienkiewicz, still sitting as he used to be
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And Quo Vadis asks his countrymen courage, prudence
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When choosing a party, the midgets are possessed by the shackles of evil
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In the name of the Father, the Son of the Spirit, tip this Grail
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The past - the present - the future
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The past - the present - the future
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The past - the present - the future
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The past - the present - the future |