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[00:19.66]Before the war of the worlds I draw closer till it’s all over
[00:22.69]The All Knowing knocking doors till they all open
[00:24.96]I crawl hoping for a moment to stand
[00:26.97]Only to fall sober with an omen in hand
[00:29.30]I call for Oprah but she won’t understand
[00:31.52]What’s going through a mans mind media land minds
[00:34.06]They feeding on a mans pride
[00:35.36]Bleeding and can't find a tourniquet
[00:37.08]This evil got its thorn in my side and keeps turning it
[00:39.41]People we were born to survive and be permanent
[00:41.87]The sequel is the morning we rise
[00:43.37]The Kings returning
[00:44.30]To keep us from burning in our own flames
[00:46.16]Learning to speak but I’m worried if its long range
[00:48.64]Surely the speakers will reassure they want change
[00:51.10]Hurry the reaper is burying the whole game hold it
[00:53.98]We maintain the same pain but can’t show it
[00:56.52]From hand made to brand name gangs to famed poets
[00:58.91]Planting seeds and yet they can't sow it
[01:01.00]Got me standing in the hands of thieves
[01:02.98]Planning a take over
[01:04.20]I’m demanding that they break open
[01:05.93]They the poison in the lung that shrank
[01:07.93]From chain smoking
[01:09.17]I blame the choking on the air that we breath
[01:10.94]Inhale the atmosphere of careless greed
[01:12.72]On an atlas were we share the need
[01:14.65]But don’t care to feed the lonely
[01:16.01]On our bodies bare the words that read
[01:17.83]Somebody please hold me
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[01:38.44]Ever since the day that I was created
[01:40.36]I never thought that I would state
[01:41.70]That I wasn’t afraid to die
[01:43.39]But today my sight is better then the naked eye
[01:45.68]I’m a letter from the editor
[01:46.70]Telling ya feathers were made to fly
[01:48.43]And forever was made for I
[01:49.70]Written within the text of intolerable sin
[01:51.94]The blame resides
[01:53.09]Together our names collide till the taste of bread and wine
[01:55.59]Restore the people to the place they coincide
[01:57.62]With the omnipotent glory of God is infinite
[02:00.16]The intricate meanings of life define innocence
[02:02.75]Divine instruments
[02:03.70]Depending on who breathe through it
[02:05.28]Designed with a sense of harmony
[02:06.91]Arm me with sheet music
[02:08.49]The type the meek speak fluent
[02:09.85]Till I’m knee deep in ruins
[02:11.05]With a seed that keeps blooming from concrete
[02:12.98]Pursuing an illuminate kiss
[02:14.83]Competing with a lunar eclipse
[02:16.48]I’m speaking of the tunes we equip
[02:18.41]With a T.V. and a super model
[02:19.80]The inherent need to be free
[02:21.35]From who we choose to follow
[02:22.52]And the tools we use to hollow our existence
[02:24.57]I refuse to loose this battle
[02:25.96]Choose the power in resistance
[02:27.40]In the hour of indifference where the innocent bleed
[02:29.52]Inhale the atmosphere of careless greed
[02:31.45]On an atlas where we share the need
[02:32.99]But don’t care to feed the lonely
[02:34.35]On our bodies bare the words that read
[02:36.27]Somebody please hold me
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