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Light upon the statue of retreat, "Get away from me!" stupid mother, for I, myself, lie within a lie and cards dealt do fly, I hesitate to say I wish I could cry, but the disgrace would hit me in the face Crush the ****** ants crush them all roll them over call it up ring it back **** it in blow it out, left dead no longer wandering about Leave me this way with my false laughter, stagnating mind, it is true, I try to be kind, But all for not I cannot blot, Make me blind hurt me justify my doubled contempt, it makes no sense that at one time I rhymed and dreamed A destructive force is strong, A reconstructive force is too late, a world of isolation wouldn't that be great!? Unable to retreat for only fools avoid thought and the universal mind, without a translator, is a love me not In what I say none shall see, I sting, I stung, just like an assimilated ant-bee. Listen! What do you see? See! What do you hear? Uncensored, What do you feel? Tasteless human hell Heavenly human smell, oh... do tell. All combined by the link brake the ****** chain, disconnect local bus, electrical circuit drain: If a tree falls in the forest... cliche. If information is lost on the super-highway... cliche. I refuse to lose, now amused, at the fun-filled mind so depressed, lifting up all but itself, just put them on the shelf free time for yourself Lyrics to rise: Curs' ed female emotional warfare Damn' ed males physical, unemotional warfare The battle of a single mind Destroying the thing we wind Will we fall behind? Look backwards, at the passing of time, LOOK! AHEAD! Fix what was wrong... and live really long Lyrics to sing to a retreating statue: "Come here I care!" loving mom For a lie is just a defense against closeness, a decent hand to hold on to I wish I could lie and deny, but truth always unfolds don't die Long live the ants live long to them all blow the hate out, is that what I was wondering about? Be By Me Not Too Close, Stagnate Laughter is soon repulsed, I care, perhaps too much, for ones unknown and known my only request: return the zest, Return my dreams or the balance of force I have retreated in the solace of universally translated hope; I solidify and take shape, running in many directions.
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Jul 18, 2010
Jul 18, 2010 at 8:56 AM UTC
Statue of Retreat
Light upon the statue of retreat, "Get away from me!" stupid mother, for I, myself, lie within a lie and cards dealt do fly, I hesitate to say I wish I could cry, but the disgrace would hit me in the face Crush the ****** ants crush them all roll them over call it up ring it back **** it in blow it out, left dead no longer wandering about Leave me this way with my false laughter, stagnating mind, it is true, I try to be kind, But all for not I cannot blot, Make me blind hurt me justify my doubled contempt, it makes no sense that at one time I rhymed and dreamed A destructive force is strong, A reconstructive force is too late, a world of isolation wouldn't that be great!? Unable to retreat for only fools avoid thought and the universal mind, without a translator, is a love me not In what I say none shall see, I sting, I stung, just like an assimilated ant-bee. Listen! What do you see? See! What do you hear? Uncensored, What do you feel? Tasteless human hell Heavenly human smell, oh... do tell. All combined by the link brake the ****** chain, disconnect local bus, electrical circuit drain: If a tree falls in the forest... cliche. If information is lost on the super-highway... cliche. I refuse to lose, now amused, at the fun-filled mind so depressed, lifting up all but itself, just put them on the shelf free time for yourself Lyrics to rise: Curs' ed female emotional warfare Damn' ed males physical, unemotional warfare The battle of a single mind Destroying the thing we wind Will we fall behind? Look backwards, at the passing of time, LOOK! AHEAD! Fix what was wrong... and live really long Lyrics to sing to a retreating statue: "Come here I care!" loving mom For a lie is just a defense against closeness, a decent hand to hold on to I wish I could lie and deny, but truth always unfolds don't die Long live the ants live long to them all blow the hate out, is that what I was wondering about? Be By Me Not Too Close, Stagnate Laughter is soon repulsed, I care, perhaps too much, for ones unknown and known my only request: return the zest, Return my dreams or the balance of force I have retreated in the solace of universally translated hope; I solidify and take shape, running in many directions.
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Jul 18, 2010
Jul 18, 2010 at 8:56 AM UTC
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