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[Prologue]
Wheres the love? Lost in the dark?
Where's your compassion? Trapped in a box!!!
The world's falling and I feel fine
The world's falling and I feel fine
Wheres the love? Lost in the dark?
Where's your compassion? Trapped in a box!!!
The world's falling and I feel fine
It's beginning to look a lot like sex, drugs, and violence
Sweat, blood and triumph
Death, love and trying

[Verse 1]
I'll never join your rotary cold holding, butterfly effect, towers cry
Due to the lost of others so Big Brother smother mothers, "Why's?"
From lovers to wives, gun shots to flowers
Handshake the building, filling the cavity
Searching for the Passion of the Crisis when struggle's man made
After seeing James King himself with The Bible
The Pagans never saw the King in James, yet it never seemed the same
Birds eye view at The Beast seamless frame
Even the "Amens" eat your face
Lesson 1: piss puddle reflections say "I love you" and that's it
And that's if, left to right wing, you fly over and eat what the chasm spits
Blame the lack of masochism, beaten paths too packed with "isms"
But Catechism is cataclysm, waifers
Lamb's blood taster, Black Man Major (Black Man Major, Black Man Major)
If the silhouette doesn't salute your battered systems cystic nature
Then my laugh will inflict cynic serum, sadistic, piss scented razors
Meaning: you fucking right I hope someone gets offended!!!
It'll make it easier for the armed wolf to find which defenseless sheeps witless
And If want me to heal the world's ales I'll say "No"
You can sell more records criticizing population control
[Chorus]
And it's beginning to look a lot sex, drugs, and violence
Sweat, blood and triumph
Death, love and trying
It's beginning to look a lot like sex, drugs, and violence
Sweat, blood and triumph
Death, love and trying
Sex, drugs, and violence
Sweat, blood and triumph
Death, love and trying
And I feel fine

Let it breath for a moment

[Verse 2]
What's to be said to a "Know it all"
Who wears a wall where they waltz to the All Knowing?
Grey background, palms golden, branded Midas writer, panic
In a flight of fancy, fire backwards desire inspired chapters, get it?
I fill the pyres absence, this is not a test!
It's a hired accent for the half that won't listen, fine!
Rewind this and hear a line in the ground drawn in front of your beliefs
I see the vexation in your frown and the snake paths under your teeth
It only takes a moment but so does saying "No!"
But now the heat is on and everyone is done with everyone's description
So watch ants move, as their hands move in shake shape to make land groves brain shaped
Such a cynical scene, the same stings and gangrenes the straight face
For the sake of self, I'ma cock my antennae and save my two feet and few feet
Might drown in rain puddle but fuck it!
At least it's a one man show
And what's more than than that? The stage seems like the world
And why not? A strong face moves leagues
Check your shirt collection! A failure's epitaph: " If only due time knew me"
A sick song looped into sixth sense making dreams just and no more than just that
So you can't tell me walking a straighten path isn't fading to black