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and ever wanted to be. We're soon to die... Inherit the wisdom of the earth Who has struck the bell? That leads us into hell... I explore myself with
none of you, i gave my only begotten son to you return to earth as a person only to see you mouth snickers running from the serpent blind and dumb, i'
in proverty I gotta be on point, I anoit myself savior with new flavor like craig with my third eye I cried Shed tears in the mind for being blind
ghetto grandmothers They says eyes is the windows to ya soul So I open the the blind to feel the breeze blowin' in from the winter chain Surround myself
Run to the sun blind shelter for my head You'll make me laugh and cry I don't know what's happening to me But certainly it's true All the trive no come
of the souls lost? How come the dead can't talk? Through horrified eyes I can picture the other side And though my heart shed tears outside I couldn't cry
the road of the souls lost? How come the dead can't talk? Through horrified eyes I can picture the other side Though my heart shed tears outside I couldn't cry
these words from searing my battered throat. And I can't even scream so I sketch your face. Each line was a cry. Each curve bore blindness. Prevent my
an engine stuck in idle, don't feel 'cause I fear don't love 'cause I lost... don't know, don't want to know... I'm not myself, til you are you, (I want
be. We're soon to die... Inherit the wisdom of the earth Who has struck the bell? That leads us into hell... I explore myself with my inner eyes, the
see them living in proverty I gotta be on point, I anoit myself savior with new flavor Like craig with my third eye I cried Shed tears in the mind for being blind
ever wanted to be. We're soon to die... Inherit the wisdom of the earth Who has struck the bell? That leads us into hell... I explore myself with my
