| Hmm, did I see you planting seeds in the forest?
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| Is it for the green of the dollars?
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| Now don’t go telling me it’s for the needs of the poorest
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| Now I’mma take a shit in your palace
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| I just want to make life easy on your eyes
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| You just want to ease me with your lies
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| Last from the convoy playing with the old toys
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| Instant tomorrows, handcrafted sorrows
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| All-star bravery, imaginary jargon
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| Cryptic by business, I’ll see you in hell
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| Sipping on a quick fix elasticated dimwit
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| Sucking on a thumb, marching to an old hit
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| Tiger in an envelope, paper boy, puppet rope
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| Scratchings on a blank tape, stealth like utopia
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| Marriage in a gas mask, little girl, black clad
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| Drugs for the lawyer 'cause we appreciate
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| Cut to the chase, twelve grand in the case
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| Testing out the cannons the evidence is damning
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| You lied to me, me, me
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| You lied to me, me, me
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| You lied to me, me, me
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| TV news said keep you head above water
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| My willingness CHOCKED IN MY SLEEP
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| Tell-Tale shoes won’t get me home in an hour
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| The further I go I COULD FREEZE
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| The shine is truly faded relieved of his duties
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| Behind the veil is fury, unadmittent optimist
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| Undercover pessimist
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| Baby showered in my father’s sins
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| But I was born to be the better part of him
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| That was always on the checklist
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| Take my humanity, end up like a mannequin
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| Thinking like a charlatan was easy, now it’s challenging
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| So take my humanity, end up like a mannequin
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| Thinking like a charlatan was easy, now it’s challenging
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| Time to get going
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| City’s getting low
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| Time to get going
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| City’s getting low
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| Time to get going
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| City’s getting low
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| Time to get going
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| City’s getting low |