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Killer Ball
03:05
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First, she checked me out on the T.V screen in color. Colorless was the beast that she saw me be, perfect for murder. Syndrome of a love game had me playing along to any song she sung, I never knew she was taking me to a killer ball.
So, we arrived to a butler dressed in blue, calling me her blues man. I said "Sir, where may I take off my shoes? This might get sweaty." Shook laughing by the door way, when the silence hit, hair stood up, pressed up my neck. I knew there was something wrong when they said
"Run, run, run while you can. We'll catch you with our bloody hands. We won't sleep til' you understand. Boy's like you don't belong. You'll always get it wrong."
So, up the stairs, through the door to the bathroom mirror to see what they saw. Victim, enemy, both might be true with fear in front of everything that I worked for. But, an ego-death may not save my life this time. My face could not hide. So, I jumped out the window, just to beat around this bush for a sec. Took a breath, ran for the nearest taxi queue. Although, it was blue. Headed towards the hotel, brother took a wrong turn, said "We're going straight for the water. It's time to clean our sins." And he said
"Run, run, run while you can. We'll catch you with our bloody hands. We won't sleep til' you understand. Boy's like you don't belong. You'll always get it wrong.
Run, run, run while you can. You're guilty with dirty plans. Oh, give up and take a stand. Boys like you don't belong. You'll always get it wrong."
Flooded with the truth that set it stone, with burden. Heavier, I became closer to touch nirvana. Praying under water, I laid my knees on the ocean floor. I gave in. I gave in. I gave in.
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From The Grave
03:03
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Circumference
05:04
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In the circumference of a no good fence, he tripped. Over and over into a puddle of slip, oh no. The further into his mind, the further ran, too. They say complacent is the Devil for a man needing a 2.
He tried, he sighed, he pried, he tied into a circumference of a no good trip. So, he thought the surface could cause a tip to the other side. But, over and over, the line said it was over. And, fell into itself, onto his shoulder.
He tried, he sighed, he pried, he tied into a circumference of a no good trip.
And, anytime he'd wander deep in water, feet in, drowning under, a face appeared to be ///
Through the conscious of a karma gripped soul, he learned that nothing comes without a price til that karma is burned with a passion lit fire out of his pocket, to mold harmonious ashes into a locket.
He tried, he sighed, he pried, he tied into a conscious of a karma gripped soul
And, anytime he'd wander deep in water, feet in, drowning under, a face appeared to be the face of his own, by the way. ///
(If he'd slow down and take a look at everything. Then, time would follow, too. Just to open what he'd gather til the end of days. This maze sees a light. A fixing shadow, to take weight from fate, towards a new.)
In the circumference of a no good fence.
Over and over and over.
The further into his mind.
They say complacent is the Devil.
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Fluid Notion
03:48
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Ms. Ghostly
02:01
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Hey, miss's ghost, yeah, I miss you a lot. Why don't you come and haunt me by the graveyard spa? Cause, every time I try to breathe in the steam I sought, I taste you and I wish I would've bought it.
You gotta see me once again
You better see me once again
Why don't you plead to free the seed
That you desired so?
I am the joker that you made me to be. So, a century might just be too long for you to see that I still got the jokes that made you laugh fully for a thousand years. Why don't you come out and make it funny?
You gotta see me once again
You better see me once again
Why don't you plead to free the seed
That you desired so damned honestly
Yet, still in greed, we'd search for creed
Forgiven for praying til' we bleed once more
You gotta see me, Ms. Ghostly x4
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Sun, Moon & Grief
03:23
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Tell me why I looked you in the eyes and I took you by surprise, one look. Prove this, assure that we're in bloom, the feast in harmony is soon.
Lock the door behind you, there's nothing more to talk about
The colors of the rainbow you'll never have to doubt
I stepped back to criticize my own desires on the other line
Laid still, I rolled my pair of dice. To her, it meant a paradise
With the war behind us, daunting was the cold, cold storm
But, spring has found a frontier. The tears give way to sun.
I'll show you something glistening, not broken glass.
I'll tell you something in love fantasy
Lock the door behind you, there's nothing more to talk about
The colors of the rainbow you'll never have to doubt
And, with the war behind us, daunting was the cold, cold storm
But, spring has found a frontier, the tears give way to sun.
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