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Why you always speaking voodoo on my name Trying to turn me violent By boiling the blood in the canals of my veins And short circuiting the wires energizing the flows in my brain   It like you ****** When I crash into the base of my pains Hoping that I would turn into sand So you can bury your feet in the grains Your logic has always been misconstrued But now its just simply insane Like... really ******* crazy Exertion you abuse daily Your life force steady draining In attempt to jeopardize my safety Im just trying to push these rhymes Before you have me pushing these daises But no But Hell noo But **** noooooo You too lazy And revenge like ***** on a plater Is way too tasty Its elementary to know that your wrong But yet sing a song that does nothing but blame me For the lost of your flame For the tragedy associated with the syllables of your name For the distortion of the water mirroring the curves of your frame All things I have not nothing to do with But I wish I could claim Yet your determine to finalize this quest So you stay unrest Staying awake to see the sun dying in the horizon To be silenced by the resurrect of the moons crest A machine would be impressed Witnessing you out perform its best They way you devote your essences trying to obviate mine A busy schedule But thats fine Because you always find time to make time Why? You could see so much more Feel so much more Do so much more Be so much more But you let hate consume your once illuminating core So this is a warning to a soul I once adored Free yourself from this self inflicted war And don't think of me Not even in the slightest anymore
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 10:54 PM UTC
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Why you always speaking voodoo on my name Trying to turn me violent By boiling the blood in the canals of my veins And short circuiting the wires energizing the flows in my brain   It like you ****** When I crash into the base of my pains Hoping that I would turn into sand So you can bury your feet in the grains Your logic has always been misconstrued But now its just simply insane Like... really ******* crazy Exertion you abuse daily Your life force steady draining In attempt to jeopardize my safety Im just trying to push these rhymes Before you have me pushing these daises But no But Hell noo But **** noooooo You too lazy And revenge like ***** on a plater Is way too tasty Its elementary to know that your wrong But yet sing a song that does nothing but blame me For the lost of your flame For the tragedy associated with the syllables of your name For the distortion of the water mirroring the curves of your frame All things I have not nothing to do with But I wish I could claim Yet your determine to finalize this quest So you stay unrest Staying awake to see the sun dying in the horizon To be silenced by the resurrect of the moons crest A machine would be impressed Witnessing you out perform its best They way you devote your essences trying to obviate mine A busy schedule But thats fine Because you always find time to make time Why? You could see so much more Feel so much more Do so much more Be so much more But you let hate consume your once illuminating core So this is a warning to a soul I once adored Free yourself from this self inflicted war And don't think of me Not even in the slightest anymore
jeremyh
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 10:54 PM UTC
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