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Days Of The New Cling

It seems so slow to me Watching them drop like fleas Got to run, got to get over this I've faced my death, I've drowned in piss Is it okay if I invade

new thought in my head. And I sold my hopes to closing doors. Left to die in the snow, getting old and getting bored. I color inside the lines of days

an activist I'm badder I used to run from a cracker named Lieutenant Casper No black leather jackets or black horasis My old days, like I said from a

closer to the valley of the shadow of death. * Those of us who stand out against the status quo Do so against all odds. We cling so closely together

He's unseen you don't want him to flee the scene you need him to intervene in your life therefore, come cling to the King and cling to those things that

lives The moths & atheists are doubly divine & dying We live, we die & death not ends it Journey we more into the Nightmare Cling to life our passion'd flower Cling

limits to murky acreage Johnny Carter infected commands all for some basic nit Advanced style's slit deep into the custom mods New York state of emergency Pamela's probably facin off Cling

a battle's not a battle if it'sssssssssss snake doesn't rattle Cause my style's as old as a reptile As slick as a new Nile, as new as a new child So come

Watching from the sidelines, Dancing on the land mines, Exploding through the headlines: ?The new front is on the move.? Caught in the crosshairs of