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Astronaut 2nd Dimension
Cyanide addiction,
Why am I causing pain infliction,
different day still the villain
doing bank heists with eight knives
And a note told to stay quiet broad day light riots
Im glad those planes hit
Jonestown is known now as experiment
That interfered with brain conditions
An insane way of living kidnap children
Earth is just a mass grave that will cascade
Like body Oder
No one knows about MK Ultra
Assassination field
Filled with no guilt killing machines
Who can really agree God likes death?
99 Questions and hasn't answered one yet
3 Headed Hydra and poisonous breath
Deep in the lens of a sniper motionless sweat
Awake out of tomb eight
Dark skies slowly my heart dies
Im done crying beyond lying people who supply
The fruit is dry no time now to find out
Escape plans to This waste land
Virus blood shot iris eyelids covering the slightest sites of violence
Its a mistake to just wait
Take action, Evade madness
Persuade evil transactions deep in the fathoms of earth
You could get hurt or the situation can get worse
Avid bursts no I wont quit I have to learn
Verbs or words is my only curse
Slowly the hole thing molds me deep into reality
I havent found breathing room
For the ceiling soon will collapse
Dead man who never had a chance jumped out the ambulance
Free roam into each zone planet seven hundred
Why am I causing pain infliction,
different day still the villain
doing bank heists with eight knives
And a note told to stay quiet broad day light riots
Im glad those planes hit
Jonestown is known now as experiment
That interfered with brain conditions
An insane way of living kidnap children
Earth is just a mass grave that will cascade
Like body Oder
No one knows about MK Ultra
Assassination field
Filled with no guilt killing machines
Who can really agree God likes death?
99 Questions and hasn't answered one yet
3 Headed Hydra and poisonous breath
Deep in the lens of a sniper motionless sweat
Awake out of tomb eight
Dark skies slowly my heart dies
Im done crying beyond lying people who supply
The fruit is dry no time now to find out
Escape plans to This waste land
Virus blood shot iris eyelids covering the slightest sites of violence
Its a mistake to just wait
Take action, Evade madness
Persuade evil transactions deep in the fathoms of earth
You could get hurt or the situation can get worse
Avid bursts no I wont quit I have to learn
Verbs or words is my only curse
Slowly the hole thing molds me deep into reality
I havent found breathing room
For the ceiling soon will collapse
Dead man who never had a chance jumped out the ambulance
Free roam into each zone planet seven hundred
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