Rainy day, lost in the haze
Forgive me the sickness
I'm a little bit blazed
Whats my watch say, quarter past four?
Not like I'm hurried
Just a habit that I keep
Deep in night wile your asleep, in the AM
I think you understand just what I'm sayin
So if your feelin on these shiny Que cards that I'm ah wavein
you may roll over to the vary proposition I'm slangin
In the AM
See it clearly past the fog my mouth exudes
Not like I hurried I just see the things your tip toeing through
No I'm not worried, I may propose that in fact I'm fairly grounded
A hedonist projecting all the **** you are surrounded by
Indulging in the vacuum created for your wallet by
The ************* that that vary wallet was created by
some dead guy, now his brother son
the CEO who follows by
A formula to keep you wanting up until your slaughtered by
A lifestyle designed by masters simply to keep you all slaves
Bye
May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 3:47 PM UTC
Rainy day, lost in the haze
Forgive me the sickness
I'm a little bit blazed
Whats my watch say, quarter past four?
Not like I'm hurried
Just a habit that I keep
Deep in night wile your asleep, in the AM
I think you understand just what I'm sayin
So if your feelin on these shiny Que cards that I'm ah wavein
you may roll over to the vary proposition I'm slangin
In the AM
See it clearly past the fog my mouth exudes
Not like I hurried I just see the things your tip toeing through
No I'm not worried, I may propose that in fact I'm fairly grounded
A hedonist projecting all the **** you are surrounded by
Indulging in the vacuum created for your wallet by
The ************* that that vary wallet was created by
some dead guy, now his brother son
the CEO who follows by
A formula to keep you wanting up until your slaughtered by
A lifestyle designed by masters simply to keep you all slaves
Bye
I cant lie, I wont cry, cuz as the sheep die, the rancher goes hungry and leaves more room for wolfs to slip by
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