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Livers lose
A concious state of mind
Mind the step don't miss it
Freedom from a numb sadistic
That dense state of mind
or mind of the state
blast it I self actuate
self-afflicted crimes astray
Sinister sins a sinister gate
And somewhere I'm immaculate
Where my legs been?
Deep until the pegstand
cut off the legs been
Reality or realty
they're squealing for cash
and feeling the rash
A gradual disconnect from this, really
And though I missed them
what answers best, I do confess
I miss remorse, and my recourse?
Dismiss with force!
Pour bad feats and virtues
in to
the beliefs to be a good dude
And though I wouldn't hurt you
and though I'm feeling hurt too
I'd like to sink
to be the lining of the rink
A shrink, the crashcourse reflects
with the body as a speck
verse the universe
to tell you what hurts too
the slit slashed verse blue
the mismatched are cursed with words
skewed, too many
clear to few
through and through, perhaps I blew me off
or was it you who did me wrong?
I scoff
or purps what skewed me
to which what is true
to the which we can't undo
once we're so far gone
that the purpose loses cue
and that
purpose loses hue
all colors blend
and black and white are friends
a silent night with my amends
I reprimand, still I descend.
..
..
But I'm glad I've made these changes
It's me or then
It's me and them,
not me and them
Just free and then
I bleed to bend
I send the teeter
Some cabin fever
Dream I'm crunk
Drink and spout
A shrinkled shroud
I pout to learn
The court adjearns with a hammer
These words stammer
These livers lose
Mind the step don't miss it
Freedom from a numb sadistic
That dense state of mind
or mind of the state
blast it I self actuate
self-afflicted crimes astray
Sinister sins a sinister gate
And somewhere I'm immaculate
Where my legs been?
Deep until the pegstand
cut off the legs been
Reality or realty
they're squealing for cash
and feeling the rash
A gradual disconnect from this, really
And though I missed them
what answers best, I do confess
I miss remorse, and my recourse?
Dismiss with force!
Pour bad feats and virtues
in to
the beliefs to be a good dude
And though I wouldn't hurt you
and though I'm feeling hurt too
I'd like to sink
to be the lining of the rink
A shrink, the crashcourse reflects
with the body as a speck
verse the universe
to tell you what hurts too
the slit slashed verse blue
the mismatched are cursed with words
skewed, too many
clear to few
through and through, perhaps I blew me off
or was it you who did me wrong?
I scoff
or purps what skewed me
to which what is true
to the which we can't undo
once we're so far gone
that the purpose loses cue
and that
purpose loses hue
all colors blend
and black and white are friends
a silent night with my amends
I reprimand, still I descend.
..
..
But I'm glad I've made these changes
It's me or then
It's me and them,
not me and them
Just free and then
I bleed to bend
I send the teeter
Some cabin fever
Dream I'm crunk
Drink and spout
A shrinkled shroud
I pout to learn
The court adjearns with a hammer
These words stammer
These livers lose
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