Testo: Eskobar. Death In Anthens. Flat Earth.

All these days in the life
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Or anything to care for
There's just not enough time
To elevate your mind
And clear up all the lies
You see the ... key
To all the powers of ...
They can move secretly
So if you let them conceal
Whatever is to deal
Behind the smile and handshakes

I have a flat earth spinning like a cold hologram
Because they came when they saw me push ... down
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These people dying of anger
And someone let science reigns
And feel a mambo-jambo
Who made who ? What to do ?
Does anyone have a clue ?
Is any one really open ?
When competition is key, .............
It seems that truth doesn't matter
Someone .......................
Would be a fear of above
That never lets it shine through

I have a flat earth spinning like a cold hologram
Because they came when they saw me push ... down
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Simple feelings they can't getting away
Like opening insecurities
In a way I'm really getting some way
To resold, I guess I'm moving slow
So slow

I have a flat earth spinning like a cold hologram
Because they came when they saw me push ... down
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