My Pathology Lyrics
| Song | My Pathology |
| Artist | Common Market |
| Album | Common Market |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : RA Scion, Sabzi | |
| Aiyo – below the terra ferma's the murmur of many men | |
| Resonatin' the predication of RA's eponym | |
| It requires a higher degree of thought to transmit | |
| Elevate above the base and retrace the semantics | |
| Incommensurately we've been held incommunicado | |
| From commoner to commodore – they breed bravado | |
| I exercise authority over the lesser ranks | |
| We rally and tally up at the shores of the West Bank | |
| The shottie lick the body politic – feel the kickback, son | |
| Pardon the warden to permit that one | |
| Sinkin' solemnly into the vein of my pathology | |
| I maintain the etymology of “I” defy chronology | |
| Copy me, cosmically I seek to be laconic and terse | |
| The meek shall admonish the earth | |
| While the merits of inheritance are gainfully pealed | |
| They symbolism of nepotism is painfully real | |
| The provisioners of policy are plottin' my demise | |
| In addition, the aristocracy's blockin' the uprise | |
| The commandant's callin' for change by any means | |
| I've seen heaven and hell; it feels strange in between | |
| Never settle – the medal pacifies rebel troops | |
| But truth is the honor in the eyes of the resolute | |
| Press on – employ the pen to postulate upon it | |
| Verily I perform the pass summarily – you wonder why? | |
| They say that he was born that way | |
| They can't imagine havin' to go on that way | |
| Maybe if you pray for him he'll be drawn from the fray | |
| Or maybe (WHAT?) maybe he's OK… (X2) | |
| Sharin' hymns with the seraphims – praise in polyphonic fashion | |
| The action reanimates the catatonic | |
| Aid the abject and abjure the apathetic | |
| Positive polarity and the draw is magnetic | |
| They lurch and reel trynna reverse the field but can't manage | |
| The pull of my sign aligns planets | |
| Secrets comin' out in the wash of the ebb tide | |
| Those who sought found; those who fled died | |
| To the sight deprived sound might provide solace | |
| The scholars of applied sciences supply the knowledge | |
| Upon the foundation we erect the edifice – make it known | |
| We dedicate the corner stone to Aeschylus | |
| Fortified with more than 45's – master the art of war | |
| You blast trouble, but the struggle endures | |
| Emaciated, the contemplative will kill for a drink | |
| If not methodically restrained by the chain link | |
| From my solid form I liquefy to be absorbed by the river | |
| Stand re-delivered to mi amour | |
| Chant “freedom” in their face and abase my captors | |
| With grace I placate and await the rapture | |
| In this colony I've seen atrocities personified | |
| Still unable to affect the sovereignty of the allied | |
| It's the balance – they're challengin' your will to achieve | |
| Imprison my coalition but my vision's still free… | |
| He had to have been born that way | |
| A great many show envy towards the Lord's protégé | |
| And maybe if you pay for it he'll perform a display | |
| Or maybe (WHAT?) maybe you're too late… (X2) |
| zuo qu : RA Scion, Sabzi | |
| Aiyo below the terra ferma' s the murmur of many men | |
| Resonatin' the predication of RA' s eponym | |
| It requires a higher degree of thought to transmit | |
| Elevate above the base and retrace the semantics | |
| Incommensurately we' ve been held incommunicado | |
| From commoner to commodore they breed bravado | |
| I exercise authority over the lesser ranks | |
| We rally and tally up at the shores of the West Bank | |
| The shottie lick the body politic feel the kickback, son | |
| Pardon the warden to permit that one | |
| Sinkin' solemnly into the vein of my pathology | |
| I maintain the etymology of " I" defy chronology | |
| Copy me, cosmically I seek to be laconic and terse | |
| The meek shall admonish the earth | |
| While the merits of inheritance are gainfully pealed | |
| They symbolism of nepotism is painfully real | |
| The provisioners of policy are plottin' my demise | |
| In addition, the aristocracy' s blockin' the uprise | |
| The commandant' s callin' for change by any means | |
| I' ve seen heaven and hell it feels strange in between | |
| Never settle the medal pacifies rebel troops | |
| But truth is the honor in the eyes of the resolute | |
| Press on employ the pen to postulate upon it | |
| Verily I perform the pass summarily you wonder why? | |
| They say that he was born that way | |
| They can' t imagine havin' to go on that way | |
| Maybe if you pray for him he' ll be drawn from the fray | |
| Or maybe WHAT? maybe he' s OK X2 | |
| Sharin' hymns with the seraphims praise in polyphonic fashion | |
| The action reanimates the catatonic | |
| Aid the abject and abjure the apathetic | |
| Positive polarity and the draw is magnetic | |
| They lurch and reel trynna reverse the field but can' t manage | |
| The pull of my sign aligns planets | |
| Secrets comin' out in the wash of the ebb tide | |
| Those who sought found those who fled died | |
| To the sight deprived sound might provide solace | |
| The scholars of applied sciences supply the knowledge | |
| Upon the foundation we erect the edifice make it known | |
| We dedicate the corner stone to Aeschylus | |
| Fortified with more than 45' s master the art of war | |
| You blast trouble, but the struggle endures | |
| Emaciated, the contemplative will kill for a drink | |
| If not methodically restrained by the chain link | |
| From my solid form I liquefy to be absorbed by the river | |
| Stand redelivered to mi amour | |
| Chant " freedom" in their face and abase my captors | |
| With grace I placate and await the rapture | |
| In this colony I' ve seen atrocities personified | |
| Still unable to affect the sovereignty of the allied | |
| It' s the balance they' re challengin' your will to achieve | |
| Imprison my coalition but my vision' s still free | |
| He had to have been born that way | |
| A great many show envy towards the Lord' s prote ge | |
| And maybe if you pay for it he' ll perform a display | |
| Or maybe WHAT? maybe you' re too late X2 |
| zuò qǔ : RA Scion, Sabzi | |
| Aiyo below the terra ferma' s the murmur of many men | |
| Resonatin' the predication of RA' s eponym | |
| It requires a higher degree of thought to transmit | |
| Elevate above the base and retrace the semantics | |
| Incommensurately we' ve been held incommunicado | |
| From commoner to commodore they breed bravado | |
| I exercise authority over the lesser ranks | |
| We rally and tally up at the shores of the West Bank | |
| The shottie lick the body politic feel the kickback, son | |
| Pardon the warden to permit that one | |
| Sinkin' solemnly into the vein of my pathology | |
| I maintain the etymology of " I" defy chronology | |
| Copy me, cosmically I seek to be laconic and terse | |
| The meek shall admonish the earth | |
| While the merits of inheritance are gainfully pealed | |
| They symbolism of nepotism is painfully real | |
| The provisioners of policy are plottin' my demise | |
| In addition, the aristocracy' s blockin' the uprise | |
| The commandant' s callin' for change by any means | |
| I' ve seen heaven and hell it feels strange in between | |
| Never settle the medal pacifies rebel troops | |
| But truth is the honor in the eyes of the resolute | |
| Press on employ the pen to postulate upon it | |
| Verily I perform the pass summarily you wonder why? | |
| They say that he was born that way | |
| They can' t imagine havin' to go on that way | |
| Maybe if you pray for him he' ll be drawn from the fray | |
| Or maybe WHAT? maybe he' s OK X2 | |
| Sharin' hymns with the seraphims praise in polyphonic fashion | |
| The action reanimates the catatonic | |
| Aid the abject and abjure the apathetic | |
| Positive polarity and the draw is magnetic | |
| They lurch and reel trynna reverse the field but can' t manage | |
| The pull of my sign aligns planets | |
| Secrets comin' out in the wash of the ebb tide | |
| Those who sought found those who fled died | |
| To the sight deprived sound might provide solace | |
| The scholars of applied sciences supply the knowledge | |
| Upon the foundation we erect the edifice make it known | |
| We dedicate the corner stone to Aeschylus | |
| Fortified with more than 45' s master the art of war | |
| You blast trouble, but the struggle endures | |
| Emaciated, the contemplative will kill for a drink | |
| If not methodically restrained by the chain link | |
| From my solid form I liquefy to be absorbed by the river | |
| Stand redelivered to mi amour | |
| Chant " freedom" in their face and abase my captors | |
| With grace I placate and await the rapture | |
| In this colony I' ve seen atrocities personified | |
| Still unable to affect the sovereignty of the allied | |
| It' s the balance they' re challengin' your will to achieve | |
| Imprison my coalition but my vision' s still free | |
| He had to have been born that way | |
| A great many show envy towards the Lord' s proté gé | |
| And maybe if you pay for it he' ll perform a display | |
| Or maybe WHAT? maybe you' re too late X2 |
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