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Resurrected Lyrics Written By: Greg Riner
1) Looking For A Way 2) I Wonder 3) Four Walls 4) All Else Fails
5) Between the Lines 6) Change the World 7) Solitary 8) All He Got
9) Not What It Seems 10) Revolving Door 11) Breaking Free 12)
Nothing is Forever 13) Beautiful 14) Back at It
15) Hoodwinked 16) So Cold
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Looking for a Way *Verse 1
Where have I been (been). What have I said...? (Said) Why is it
so quiet... so silent ... alone again Who have I hurt (hurt)...
when have I sinned... (Sinned) Where do I go...I dont know...
picking up my pen Scribbling on paper... {Carving lyrics in the
wall} Sketching out vocabulary... {I dont mean to take this out on
yawl}. But the pressure is building... {I just cant take it
anymore}... Evacuate, clear the land scape, {Im about to explode}
Head is spinning, palms are sweating, stomach turning, So dizzy,
sick, and starving...locked in my own isolation... {0} Pain,
misery, vison blurry... {O} heart beating, still breathing...how am
I still living (whoa o} Awake but asleep, asleep but awake... for
grimy sakes, Im all in lets raise the stakes. Light a match and set
the room ablaze, in contempt Look in my eyes, hatred glazed... So
much emotion, finally surfacing, for the darkest place, contained
within...this bottom less pit inside of me... My voice is echoing,
hello Can anybody hear me... Anyone break the silence say
something
*Hook Im lost (Im lost)... Im trapped (Im trapped)
Im looking for a way back... (Looking for a way - back-) Im hurt
(Im hurt)... Im confused (Im confused)...
Im reaching out for you (for you)
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*Verse 2 This condition can make you suicidal... Stronger then
death when present. My past is dead... futures malnutrition-ed...
Currently living in the present. Im gifted thats, none the less...
Some may say its a blessing, Their full of it... its a
curse...writing these words... {These books be talking} The
knowledge contained is so haunting... Hell just look at the life
{Im Living} Alone locked away like an addict... Hidden up inside
the attic No different than Edward scissor hands... With
relationships {and Friends) Grab a mic, start rapping, collapse,
convulse, awake... What the hell happened? Wipe the vomit off my
chest... blood on the sheet of paper I was holding... with my
lyrics written upon it As I quickly notice a notice... posted on a
sticky note reading _caution_, is someone here, Feeling like Im
haunted, being taunted. Maybe Im tripping, hallucinating. Or just
possibly the loneliness is playing with my mind again... I need to
leave this room... I know I do... But every time I try to... The
door slams shut. As my reflection goes nonexistent in the
dark...
**Hook
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*3rd Verse I got my back against the wall (An) My hands are tied
too... (Black and Blue) Reaching out for help... But aint nobody
coming to... Help me help me (Help me) Running from the storm...
with no one beside me But I was always there when you needed me (I
want you to) Love me..., Console me I want to come home... but dont
control me. Cypher out the pain
**Hook
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I WONDER *Verse 1
I try to comprehend. Read and understand. Sacrifice the blood is
on my hands. Ive tried to extend a hand; to this divine plan Cant
take it no more; I am taking a stand. I try to comprehend. Read and
understand. Sacrifice the virgins blood is on my hands. Ive reached
out in pain. Cannot take this no more; just know; Im taking a
stand.
*Hook
I wonder the price that I will pay For everything Ive
written
Everything that Ive read and say (ay yea) I wonder that price
that Ill pay
Wondering if god has put a price on my head.
*Verse 2 I imagine myself in your little world. I have seen the
good; But consumed by evil (live). I have spent my life. In this
mental suicide. When does it die (when does it die) I picture
myself king of the Universe. Ive seen the stars; But consumed by
darkness. I have lived my life. In this mental suicide. Somebody
tell me when does it die (I yea)
*Hook
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*Verse 3 52 cards in a deck Noose around my neck 4 suits in a
month 12 pictures make that a year 13 tricks I fall for over and
over. 365 pips count down the days. I gamble my life away. Have no
faith in myself. Everything will be alright; ok Yes I can tell. I
gamble my life away. But have no faith in myself. As I sit here;
screaming out in vain.
*Hook
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4 Walls *Verse 1
When I hear the beat ... my heart aligns... Triggers my mind...
Pen in hand ... scribbles rhythms... Its instinct ... but time ...
flies by... A days lost ... stomach hurting ... starving... No
sleep ... what time is it ... cant see... Everyday just as blurry
... as the one before it ... and the one after... (One after) Shut
off from the world ... like Im extinct ... rap-tor ... caught in
the rapture... Of emotions... Bass lines ... snares ... and
melodies... Searching for that one rhythm... To put my heart at
ease... As fragile as a piece of paper blowing in the breeze...
(Breeze) Crumpled ... tossed aside ... taken out ... dumped in a
wasteland ... of memories collected by machinery... The gate
keepers of hell... To meet judgment ... incendiaries... ashes ...
bagged ... dumped then buried... For eternity ... lost ...
forgotten ... damned ... forsaken by its creator... (Forsaken) Left
with 4 walls ... contracting ... as the surface is compacted... 6
feet away from a track... If he would have had one chance... None
of this would have happened... But cant go back... (Cant go back)
So the once potential ... is now fertilizer... Attempting to grow
from out the plastic... (Plastic)
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*Hook This music consumes me its my life
{4 walls Ive built around me} This music is my everything
without it Im nothing
{4 walls forever surrounding} This music is killing me its my
heart beat
{4 walls collapsing on me} This music is not just music damn its
me
{4 walls forever standing}
*Verse 2 When I see what has become of music... It literally
hurts me... curious of what happen... To being real ... attached
... to something... Todays music has no feeling... Even ones that
are about feelings... Just because you sing in a key ... doesnt
mean a thing ... if you dont feel what you sing... Know what I
mean... (Geez)... Maybe its just me ... lyrically ... its all
punchlines... About nothing... Everyone fighting... Arguing ...
swag ... its sickening The death of me ... I sit and stare at the
greats... Posted in front of me... On 1 of four walls ...
pondering... The second pictures of when life... When life made
since to me... The third is full of holes ... my knuckles bleed...
Covered in drywall... Which reminds me the 4th...
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Im rebuilding ... currently drawing ... redesigning ... with
rebar ... when finished... 32 bars ... in place... And a standing
... Ovation... (Damn) Im dreaming ... relapse ... on the beat...
Awake ... and its just me... Surrounded ... by 4 walls ... speaking
... echoing... But no one can hear a thing... Pacing back and
forth... But cant escape them bricked the door ... masonry... Well
it is what it is ... Im buried ... but alive... So have no
worries...
*Hook
*Verse 3
So lay those flowers, say your goodbyes, Wipe those tears from
your eyes. Water your lies, Im done. Nothing left to say. Nowhere
to hide Too tired to run, this is no longer fun. Finally realize
this music has literally won, (Won) Will I pick up this shovel?
Damn right I refuse to lie here, shallow, and die no longer. Refuse
to remain silent bro Im a fighter. Heart burning with desire.
(Hells fire) Speak of the devil, Im holding the lighter. Hammer and
nails to repair the holes in my castle. Thats under fire (Fire)
*Hook
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All Else Fails *Hook
If all else fails I'm going to Hell, (Im going to Hell) But if
all else fails then what the Hell,
(Then what the hell - lets go) I am already handcuffed,
(handcuffed)
Sitting in jail, (-behind your faith) Locked behind your
faith,
A wall so tall I could never climb up.
*Verse 1 I see the road lightened by rainbows, (Follow these
rainbows) I see the end the light is dimming, (So quickly dimming)
I know the path it is to the left, (To the left) The more I try the
more you seem to forget.
*Hook
*Verse 2 I feel the sun its burning me. (I have no protection) I
see the moon has finally eclipsed. (Finally eclipsed) Planets
align, Aquarius, (Aquarius) All my sacrifices, do absolutely
nothing.
*Hook
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*Verse 3 I feel it now its in my heart. (Living in my heart)
This evil lurks, no doubt about. (No doubt about) I feel it now it
burns my feet. (From underneath) The flames are rising. (So hot) As
I fall asleep. *Hook 2xs
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Between the Lines *Hook
All we cannot face... the open road will always find a way. Were
learning to accept what we cant change...
Story of our lives Read between the lines
*Verse 1 I left... full of regret... For ever stopping
everything... whatever I did... (Huh) Now in back... resurrected...
asking questions... Curious about everything... (What) Who knew I
be back on Que... Who thought life would give me a clue... (Yep) To
get back to what it is I love... amazing at... And born to do... In
fact broadcasted life... Into your living room... Im living
proof... (Poof) White boy... back in the booth... I hit snooze to
long... For too long I havent seen the sun... From deep in solitude
I sung... (Yea) But what came out... is what begun... to take
over... you dont know me... its over... Dont applaud me... (For
real) Im not sorry... a textbook example...of a push over...
Crossed over... red rover red rover... Send someone right over...
quick dial 9-11 I lost it... drugs... and voices... With this
bottle of emotion... Swirling... Wanting free... released... Chest
tight... Serious as a heart attack... I cant breathe. I fight...
for life... on the inside I die... Lost in ecstasy... Im so high
just look in my eyes... their honest They dont lie...
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*Verse 2 Now in an addict... Spathic... stretched too far
elastic... snapping... static... Automatic... lacking...
self-esteem... A carbon copy... molded plastic... resuscitating...
High as heaven... leave me be Im mediating... overdosing... and
foaming... Choking on my own saliva and misery... Is it hard to
believe...this started out socially...? Ironic I have no friends...
while Im lying here convulsing... I feel absolutely nothing... Im
bluffing... Its horrible... body on fire... burning... Vomit still
(spewing) I never thought this be how it ends for me... But now I
see who is truly there for me... And all those you arent... sadly
its just me... My reflection... in this broken mirror... The only
thing... and possibly and probably The last thing I will regret to
ever see... I said this would never happen to me... Alone... broken
hearted ... a junkie... Fading away into a non-remembered memory...
I awake... covered in vomit... clueless of what happened... Back to
reality; though my reality If I dont get up... stop and give up
habit (But)
*Hook
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*Verse 3 Which way do you go? Life moving in slow-Mo Just one
more... (No just fight it)... Let it go cant withdraw it... (Just
withhold)... Soberness gone... Flushed down the commode Out of
reach... (You need help) No I just need 1 more... it will help...
Up the Dose (Yo) Of course... run in the house... turn the lights
off Slam an lock da door... this is the last time I swear (Thats
what you said yesterday) Shut up...leave me alone Your work here is
done... Give me my prescription... And dont come back no more doc
Im done *Hook
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Change the World *Verse 1
I see through; the smoke and darkness. I feel these; shadows all
around me. I hear the; devil as he laughing. I taste filth; and
smell the odor Of so much corruption
*Hook Nothing is going to change the world. (Nothing is)
Nothing going to change at all. (Nothing at all) Im just waiting
for the call. (Incoming)
Robotic drones to drop the bomb, Nothing is going to change the
world, (Nothing is)
Nothing going to change at all. (Nothing at all) Im just waiting
for the call. (Patiently waiting)
For robotic drones to kill us all
*Verse 2 I see; through the smoke, Hear in the field, Guns
bursting, missiles exploding, I smell in the sea, giant ship
corpses cooking, Rotting bodies floating, I taste in the air, metal
crashing and burning, I feel in my heart; pain; for they are all
dying for nothing,
*Hook
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*Verse 3 Cant you feel them Mothers screaming (Screaming?) Cant
you hear their Childrens crying (Crying?) Cant you see their
Fathers dying (Dying?) Taste of your gains, but Smells like Shit
has got to change.
*Hook 4xs
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Solitary *Hook
I dont want to be, (want to be) In solitary (no more)
I dont want to, Play this game (Play this game of)
Solitary again.
*Verse 1 When you sit, Day in, day out, (everyday) By yourself,
Left out by the other kids, When you sit, Day in, day out, (last
pick) Laughed at ridiculed, You will finally understand why.
*Hook
*Verse 2
I tend to think; I am all alone; in this world. (In this world)
I tend to believe, differently; then everyone else, Guess thats why
I am singing to myself.
*Hook
*Verse 3 I wish I; could fly away; from this cage (Im in) I wish
I; could sail away; But feel I would get lost at sea; Left alone to
sing.
**Hook
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All He Got
*Verse 1 I sit back ... tinker with these ideas... swirling...
Look over my shoulder grinning... Though half asleep... knowing In
fixing to blow this way out of proportion... Shoes on the wrong
feet Emotions exploding... love... hate... passion... its gory. Its
all over... like an apocalyptic event. Its brewing... life
coffee... its morning. Hi good morning. Its never a good morning...
When your morning is 6 o clock in the evening. Uneasy...
restless... mourning Lonely... and breathless... like corpses...
buried Hidden 6 feet under for a reason; not to surface. Then this
song was written... As it all Surfaced... emerging... peeling back
the curtains... revealing... showing a damaged soul... dark... Cold
to the touch... spine chilling. But living... like nothing is
wrong... Standing strong... in public you would never know... Just
say hello... unknown to fact... The kid in those baggy clothes and
Buccaneer cap. Is on the verge to snap... all he has is a few
dollars... Pen and pad... and raps 27 he thought he be past that...
matter of fact is...
**Hook Thats all he got... a rope... with no slack.
That all he got... a knife in his back That all he got... a
heart that is cracked.
Thats all he got... a soul aint worth crap. -Thats all he got;
man thats all he got...
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*Verse 2 I relapse... back to a state... of confusion Look out
over the balcony... damn right...knowing In fixing to blow this way
out of proportion. These words... as sad as the guitar playing
right beside me Emotions exploding... love... hate... passion...
its gory. Yet its just the beginning... of a tragic ending swarming
Flipping a coin... sending it soaring... Closing my eyes...
hoping... Heads or tails... slow motion Heads I stick with what I
know so well... (This torment) Tails... you dont want to know...
(Trust me) Grabbing my pen scribbling... mumbling... Erase a
line... crumble the paper and start over again Its hard to describe
this kind of life A damaged soul... dark... cold to the touch...
Spine chilling But living... like nothing is wrong... Standing
strong... in public you would never know... Just say hello...
unknown to fact... The kid in those baggy clothes and Buccaneer cap
Is on the verge to snap... all he has is a few dollars... Pen and
pad... and raps 27 he thought he be past that... fact of the matter
is...
**Hook
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*Verse 3 Picture perfect... choking... heart jerking...
Drowning... astounding... Amounting to an amount of nothing...
Withholding... and boarding... This abandoned house I been
hoarding. And sorting and planning of tearing it down. What do I do
now... where do I turn... When every bridge is burning... An every
window is locked... just my luck. Use to being on my own... kicking
rocks... A tumbleweed in the dust. Tears all dried up thank
drugs... or I be in the mud... Sticking my thumb up... hoping to
hitch a ride... (Yo pick me up) I dont believe it... am I seeing...
what I think in seeing... Turn around... look back... in
disbelief... She is standing... so beautiful... like an angel...
Maybe Ill look at a different angel...nope Defiantly an angel. But
the public you would never know... Shes beat up and mangled She
says hello... unknown to fact... The kid in those baggy clothes and
buccaneer cap Is on the verge about to snap... All he has is a few
dollars... pen a pad... and raps. Is finally on his way matter is
his dream is all he got.
**Hook
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Not What it Seems
*Verse 1 I see the pictures On the wall History repeats, Were
gonna fall
*Hook Time sits still, we orbit around it (yea)
Life is but a dream, An Imagination of oneself.
An Illusion of you and me. (hey) Our reality, is not what it
seems to be
(Instrumental)
Not what it seems. Not what it seems
To be at all.
*Verse 2 I see the fear in your soul I see the tears, as they
fall Time is lapsed on us all. Are you scared you might burn?
Nowhere to go where would you turn?
*Hook
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*Hook Bridge Threw the shadows
They whisper Threw your mind
They replaying Looking through the window
Youre trapped behind An experiment of society
And you wonder what is out there And you question reality And
you hate the feeling You despise everything
*Verse 3
I hate you I hate me I hate everyone Hate everything Douse
myself in gasoline, burning down society (2xs) I see the future;
the light is dimming I see the past; the truth is so frightening I
see the present; giftwrapped in our lap Nothing is what it seems to
be Nothing is what it seems *Hook *Hook Bridge Time sits still, we
orbit around it
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Revolving Door *Verse 1
Dont sit there and act like you know Or can relate to the agony
I cause myself. I swear when things are good I freak out Run around
causing pain to feel better about myself. You see the change is
scary, my misery is routine. (That means no one else.) Ive grown
custom to the regret, As for the hurt Im right on schedule. (Like
bills in the mail.) The moment I feel love Im out, cant stick
around. Warm fuzzy feeling blow that candle out. Torment keeps me
on the balls of my feet always ready. (No matter what comes about.)
Sex yes please If only I had the commitment and passion that Im
lacking; Cut slack in this rope Im wrapping. (Gasping to let this
shit out.) See what I mean Yawl, listening and judging acting; Like
you know all about me Without the slightest idea I just choked
myself the fuck out. So mic check one 2 one 2, listen sweetheart
call your boyfriend for a ride; because I am through. Yep your
disposable; now stop slapping and cussing; Give me back my phone
and kick rocks you need to calm the hell down. I flirt and pull
girls all the time
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**Hook Through this revolving door that spins round and
round.
Most come in and stay awhile, while others try to move in Which
flips me the fack out. Got me like; Ima burn my
house down, Look at her smiling and giggling, Thinking Im like
her; fucking around.
*Verse 2
Now there is a point to this story, Im not married, Im single,
and havent been on Maury, Im not a babys daddy Because whores
shouldnt be mommies, So please excuse me, When I say I did it for
the kids. Yea that what it is its for the kids I saving. Be honest
with yourself How many more me do we really need? Speaking of which
while were on the topic, You females who accuse me of being the
reason. You do anything for a hit or a twenty, Take a look in the
mirror before blaming me. For becoming whatever it is they call ya.
Im an asshole, a prick, conceited, narcissist... You just figure
this out should have asked your sister Or possibly your friend
50/50 they been through the experience. So save the drama this aint
MTV, Please display id before falling to your knees. Make sure
youre ready for anything when you come singing and a skipping,
whistling, jump-roping, Or hopscotch your ass right back down the
stairs you came up running, Thats the whole thing brah. (Whats that
Frog). They dont walk They come running.
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**Hook
*Verse 3 Now dont mistake there is someone in the mist. Who may
be as close as it gets For me, to be happy but not likely, Despite
the fact, she likely my kryptonite, An Im superman in flight. Will
never expose, or shed light, That Im vulnerable, my only weakness,
that is capable Of breaking the only life, I have known, Despite
the fact she Is powerful enough to bring it all to a demise. Simply
by looking into my eyes, Ladies wish thank your lucky stars in the
sky She has no idea what she is capable of; so see you tonight
**Hook
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Breaking Free *Verse 1
I drown in questions. Suffering for the answers. Hang myself on
my own doubt. No one helps me down I slit my mind On the Inside I
die. On the outside I cry. And no one gives a damn.
*Hook Im breaking free today (Today)
Breaking out of this cage Face myself Face to Face (Face to
face) Im pushing away from me (From me)
Im pulling my weight Breaking free from you (Today)
*Verse 2
Im trapped in silence. Starving from not knowing. Pop a pill on
my own will. No one evens cares. I swallow my pride Inside I die.
On the outside a lie. No one makes a sound
*Hook
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*Verse 3 I dont want to go. But it for my own good. I dont want
to say Goodbye, Farewell So long (So long) Time for me to go home
Goodbye, Farewell So long, theres nothing left to say, Or for me to
do, Its time to face myself.
*Hook 2xs
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Nothing is forever *Verse 1
Welcome to my empty house ... with an empty stomach... Turning
... searching ... for something ... anything craving ... only
knowledge to munch on... These books ... keep me company but never
stop talking... Delusional to the point ... I swear I hear
something ... Thoughts swirling ... mirror reflecting ... o a
failure... Rebellious ... fighting ... diminished ... falling ...
Im gone ... fragile ... broken ... shattered ... shes gone... Pen
... an pad ... microphone ... record a song ... I love it ... hate
it ... erase ... start from the beginning... Back to square one...
Forget it ... screw it ... Im done ...I surrender ... Im finished
... I quit ... I give up...
*Pre Hook Its that easy ... not a drop of faith in me...
I dont even believe in me... How can I have hope in
society...?
When society just turns the cheek... Im pulling out my own teeth
... just to feel something...
So numb ... it hurts ... cuts so deep ...it spurts... Im cursed
... whats worse...
I cant describe what I feel in words... You rattle my cage ...
then walk away...
Finish the job ... eradicate me... Youre a plague ... diseased
me...
Life is nothing more than a waiting game... Thanks to you ...
theres nothing more to lose...
All thats left is my love for you... I know its sad ... but is
the depressing truth... But I will never stop reaching out for you
... even though.
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*Hook
*Sing You showed me everything there is to know about love.
Then you broke my heart; I know you will never get enough.
*Verse 2
Whether you gay, bi or straight... Every one of you ... can
relate... Being there with that one ... right now... Those skies of
grey ... clear away... Warmth ... drys the teary rain ... eases the
pain... Heats ... the heart ... then beats away... But when I wake
... in this empty bed... In this empty house ... screaming ... I
hate... Dreaming ... dreams ... recreating my garden... Forsaken of
Eden... Leading me astray ...shes my forbidden ... temptation ...
My one and only... my flame ... of creation... Now fading ...
cremation ... of everything... Which is withered ... inside of me
... how can I be... So dependent ... for a human being...
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*Verse 3 Here I stand, here I wait. Its just you and me.
Nothings changed. Its all the same. Page after page. Full of love,
hate, and pain. Its a shame. Desire fills my heart, sparks, this
passionate fire set ablaze. Flames fill this house, burns, untamed
Day after day, night after night I sit here and write yesterday and
tomorrow I feel the present is a box of sorrow Make the best of it,
enjoy every second since time is loaned only borrowed Live for the
moment, there is no tomorrow Theres only seconds of precious
moments Treasured forever, constantly Haunting, Regretful yet
reminds me that,
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Beautiful *Hook
Youre Beautiful (So beautiful) Beautiful (The way you are)
Youre Beautiful (So beautiful) Beautiful
*Verse 1
I am just a flower on fire, I am just the stairs in the house, I
am just the knob on the door, The door you slam but the door you
adore, Because I keep you safe, From the outside world today, But
when you are mad, Im the first one that you tear down, But I dont
care, What they say, because to me,
*Hook
*Verse 2 I am just a flower on fire, I am just the roof on the
house, I am just the walls around, The 4 walls you love to be
wrapped around, Because I keep you safe, From the outside world
today, But when you are mad, Im the first one that you swing at,
But I dont care, What they say, because to me,
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*Hook
*Verse 3 Im just a flower on fire, Im just an empty broken
house, Im just the flames of despair, In despair but Im not scared,
Wave goodbye through the holes in the wall, Sitting on the door
that you tore down, But when you return, Find a flower on the door,
Our destruction, Consequence, Blooms our love, and so
*Hook
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Back At It *Verse 1
Im Putting Ancient Techniques into practice Each time my song
was rejected There was an equal reaction Fighting each rejection as
evidence that I have no talent. Each rejection felt like it was
sending a message So I sent one back at em (Like) Resurrected was
rejected more than 42 times Before becoming accepted Recognized
respected and funded (About time) Though my project whats happening
Will probably never happen (Not lying) Apocalypse as soon as they
heard the name They immediately trashed it (So I scratched it) Now
let's look at some cold hard facts It's so common for your favorite
artist To go whack fronting as if they wrote a new track (Their
bluffing) Most of these songs will have been written Purchased with
major credit cards with no limits. By advertisers and corporations.
Lowly gagging lobbying It's likely credit given Whether written or
co-written By the artist to sale it producer managed The label
profits which are so heavily funded So how can you possibly compete
with them Or without em Im just saying
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*Hook They said I was a rabid, pathetic addict,
With bad habits, an anti-social Who hides up in the attic who
never had it?
I open my eyes, chasing the white rabbit, Down the stairs,
laughing, holding pen and pad
In front of a mic, tricked but back at it.
*Verse 3 Im Exclusive (Exclusive) Observant (Observant) Learning
constantly Absorbing (Absorbing) Im too inclusive. Left you
clueless. Why I sat on the back burner. You put me. Low boil to
attempt to (bur bur bur) burn me / With a bag of pot Im brewing. Im
whistling Dixie. Alluring, manifesting, energy, Enduring and out
growing. This prison / Im in I feel it burning (burning) Im numb
(Im numb) Im frozen (Im frozen) In the timeline of history. Posing
(Posing) If you attack me. I will just reverse it. You hate thats
great I need the promotion. I have come to love it; you talk me
down I will simply ignore it. You despise me and thats perfectly
fine (why frog) Because I firkin adore it (adore it) cuz (Value of
money) *Hook
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Hoodwinked *Verse1
Look at all of you, With your cameras, Flashing so bright, Im
idolized.
*Hook They say smile for the pictures,
They will last forever, They say smile for the pictures, If you
want to be a superstar.
*Verse 2
Mr. Superstar why you so low, Your name in big letters, Look how
they glow.
*Hook
*Hook Bridge Flash; Flash get away,
O cant you see my pain, Flash; Flash get away, Im bout to go
insane, Flash; Flash get away,
O cant you feel my pain, Flash; Flash Step away,
From my enlightened cage, Im not hoodwinked and gagged.
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*Verse 3 Right this way my friend, We must move quickly,
Showtime in 5 minutes, Make up makes you pretty.
*Hook *Hook Bridge
*Verse 4
Theres my mother, Finally comfort, Wraps her arms around me,
Things will get better smile.
*Hook *Hook Bridge
Im hoodwinked and gagged.
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So Cold *Hook
Im so cold Laying in this hole I dug
With my destructive hands Soft as a dove
Shot out the sky Left to decompose alone
*Verse 1
I hate to say; this is a better day I am a stain on your society
Thats all I will ever be With nothing left to say
*Hook
*Verse 2 I love to think My thoughts torment me I appreciate Im
left to this insanity Though it left me
*Hook
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