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Monopolise me
Magnetise me
Take me for the fool for you that I am

Idolise me
Philosophise me
Change me from the innocent to the wisest of men

I need a witness

I need a witness

can I get a witness
You're always on my mind
but you never know
witness are looking at me

kick/snare/kick/release me/no peace/the clones they want to be/ you'll never find in me/they yearn to be the same/ how could they be so plain/ they wanted love too much/ come here and beg to touch/ I'll hold onto the truth/ and grasp onto my youth/ repeated jealous phobia/ I know it's just a formula/ what is normal?/what everyone else is and you are not/what is normal?/what everyone else is and you are not/when will there be something rare/you know someone has got to care/all that lingers everywhere is never-ending kick/snare/kick/snare/insert sample here/ i'll never be the same/ i'm left with what remains/of what they thought was lost/i'll have to bear the cost/for years i tried to do/all that could not be true/i'll have to learn to be/what lurks inside of me/the way you once were with me then/reminded me you were a friend/and now that we've remained apart/i've found another's broken heart/alone i've cried and felt the pain/we'll have through life again, again/ but love will heal our souls at last/and let us live without the past/repeated jealous phobia/ i know it's just a formula

Mister bluebird on my shoulder
It’s a good day 2 die
Thank god it’s Friday
It’s a good day 2 die
Time to see the other side
It’s a good day to die
Hokahey hokahey!!
It’s a good day 2 die

On the far side of the day
Just before it ends
I’ll show you where the mark is
Like I lost you in the last
I’ll see you in the next
I’ll fumble in the darkness

On the far side of today

Make space
I can’t breath for the smell of fear
I had a vision of the future
And the future
Wasn’t there…

Erase
Everything that you thought you knew

Poor black
Thinks his freedom lies up a skirt
Liberation a magic elixir
Can stroke away the bonds about his wrists
Poor black
Thinks he can loosen his fists
Caress from his brow
Centuries of scars

I don't want the dream no more
I just want what's at the other side
Of the door
Tomorrow is a way through today
Through the creaking
And the weighing down on my head-fettered brain

As I fly apart

Original boy
Feet of clay, head in the dirt
Looking around for the way
But the signs have all changed

And it's hurting inside

Your mind's not your own

They threw you out the club
Get in line with the other cases
Unless it ain’t broke
Why don’t you fix it?
Throwing shapes of the truly concerned
Keeping you occupied
Softly, softly catch a monkey

An eye for an eye
Soon everybody’s blind
I’m quaking from the demons I’m gonna find
My back is breaking
From the things left behind
Oh say can you see that we’re being robbed blind

And the dead shall walk

Upside twisted
Getting long
Wanna get it right but get it wrong
Act like you knew it all along
Signs that you followed
Begged, stole or borrowed
Won't make a difference when you're gone