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[00:22.15]Before the war of the worlds I draw closer till it’s all over
[00:25.13]The All Knowing knocking doors till they all open
[00:27.56]I crawl hoping for a moment to stand
[00:29.45]Only to fall sober with an omen in hand
[00:31.81]I call for Oprah but she won’t understand
[00:33.87]What’s going through a mans mind media land minds
[00:36.33]They feeding on a mans pride
[00:37.67]Bleeding and can't find a tourniquet
[00:39.55]This evil got its thorn in my side and keeps turning it
[00:41.76]People we were born to survive and be permanent
[00:44.29]The sequel is the morning we rise
[00:45.85]The Kings returning
[00:46.98]To keep us from burning in our own flames
[00:49.14]Learning to speak but I’m worried if its long range
[00:51.06]Surely the speakers will reassure they want change
[00:53.57]Hurry the reaper is burying the whole game hold it
[00:56.51]We maintain the same pain but can’t show it
[00:58.34]From hand made to brand name gangs to famed poets
[01:01.54]Planting seeds and yet they can't sow it
[01:03.56]Got me standing in the hands of thieves
[01:05.47]Planning a take over
[01:06.44]I’m demanding that they break open
[01:08.21]They the poison in the lung that shrank
[01:10.62]From chain smoking
[01:11.70]I blame the choking on the air that we breath
[01:13.50]Inhale the atmosphere of careless greed
[01:15.40]On an atlas were we share the need
[01:17.08]But don’t care to feed the lonely
[01:18.49]On our bodies bare the words that read
[01:20.32]Somebody please hold me
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[01:40.81]Ever since the day that I was created
[01:42.78]I never thought that I would state
[01:44.29]That I wasn’t afraid to die
[01:45.91]But today my sight is better then the naked eye
[01:47.74]I’m a letter from the editor
[01:49.11]Telling ya feathers were made to fly
[01:50.98]And forever was made for I
[01:52.14]Written within the text of intolerable sin
[01:54.51]The blame resides
[01:55.36]Together our names collide till the taste of bread and wine
[01:58.18]Restore the people to the place they coincide
[02:00.18]With the omnipotent glory of God is infinite
[02:02.68]The intricate meanings of life define innocence
[02:05.29]Divine instruments
[02:06.16]Depending on who breathe through it
[02:07.76]Designed with a sense of harmony
[02:09.47]Arm me with sheet music
[02:10.96]The type the meek speak fluent
[02:12.31]Till I’m knee deep in ruins
[02:13.50]With a seed that keeps blooming from concrete
[02:15.72]Pursuing an illuminate kiss
[02:17.30]Competing with a lunar eclipse
[02:19.03]I’m speaking of the tunes we equip
[02:20.97]With a T.V. and a super model
[02:22.28]The inherent need to be free
[02:23.89]From who we choose to follow
[02:25.01]And the tools we use to hollow our existence
[02:27.14]I refuse to loose this battle
[02:28.51]Choose the power in resistance
[02:29.78]In the hour of indifference where the innocent bleed
[02:31.83]Inhale the atmosphere of careless greed
[02:33.74]On an atlas where we share the need
[02:35.42]But don’t care to feed the lonely
[02:36.84]On our bodies bare the words that read
[02:38.15]Somebody please hold me
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