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The Upset

 
I see right through the fabric of time
 
the mistress of the minutes like wearin' silk lookin' fine
 
blowin' my mind
 
right before my eyes
 
I see all these lows; all these highs
 
it is all an illusion
 
relative to the way we live it's just to ease the confusion

so our lives have no intrusions

we embrace our delusions

People who talk that shit about religion

but truth is nobody has real facts on which one is and which one isnt

only things we do got is public schools pain clinics rehabs and prisons

and a misguided hope that there is yet a god who has not yet risen

from birth yall were conditioned

and you mad about it yet so you go ham on erybody else who simply hasnt been christened

that is preach of higher ways then hate on anybody else who isnt christian

well im here with real high ways keep your mind fried for days with this bit of fucked up wisdom

straight risen is the kingdom from god im out on a mission

the end of days your deepest darkest prayers have come to fruition





Written by Austin_Rura (Austin Rura)
Published | Edited 12th Feb 2014
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