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Built To Spill Live

So sing Singing sores make perfect swords So sing Singing sores make perfect swords Singing Swords Singing Swords do dowhip do-do

gun and blow up your brain Must die ignorant scum Deserve this world of shit that we have to live on Misery, cathastrophy Is the only reason for living

dime a dozen Cousin I'm ill Appeal With unmistakable rhyme skill It's real I built it from the underground up How dare you tell me that the underground sucks I spill

name (name!) Try to tell me that my peoples aren't Def? (Def!) Rebels spill the pattern thats dusty (dusty!) Uprock with a mad hatter thought (thought!) Tryin to act live

westy, honey don't test me! Ooooh - I just ate 5 blotters and things are gettin' kinda wacked! If you can't live the lie, let it die and if you can't live

When we built for three weeks but then I stepped off It just so happened, we met like ships passin Rappin, no actual action Now here she was live, all

strips Of emotion A fraction, seduction, attraction Eruption of passion Corrupts if a lasted friendship's involved But love to cross the line But that's why we built

you spill all your guts Embraced by the treasury... The mind's in captivity... I'm not your enemy... Transporting all the guilt Forced mind activity... Ignoring what was built

undone. We bend and twist this broken mess, yet to see the sun. And now soon you'll see the glory. And I'm proof of living dead. Destroy what you've built