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letra de average guy - consensus

i said the will of the average guy k!lls, the will of the average guy k!lls…
will of the average guy k!lls
the will of the average guy
the average guy k!lls, the will of the average guy k!lls
the will of the average guy
i will not be satisfied…
that’s why i’m still not satisfied…

will of the average guy i’m still not satisfied
to reveal what happens i begun the meaning
of a dungeon, fire-breathing, you are still not dragon fly
with food for thought from a field of basmati rice
oh! the red pill, blue pill pupil. schooled and categorised
foolish as advertised
walk with the alibi… 2 + 2 = 1984 fits the paradigm
you claim it’s 4 you didn’t add it right
since when could the student to choose what’s maths and science?
more than your average guy, you’re witnessing a maverick
“slicker than your average”, thoughts uncl-ssified!
quicker with the adlibs the prestige brilliance of magic
done with no wiccans or aladdin
the course to map the sky, wizard with the atlas…
qidditch and the back flip, you’ll all think its harry time
twitter with at list you’ll all think that’s the guy
the flicker with the match stick, i figured with a catalyst, the quicker the reaction
of course its reaction time! i said of course it’s reaction time
the litmus and the acid, just to force things alkali
is the ‘will of the average guy’ still. that’s why i have a still not satisfied will and it will not be satisfied, because the will of the average guy k!lls

hey, hey, hey, hey!
ooooh! oooh!
i said hey, hey, hey, hey!
ooooh! oooh!

will of the average guy k!lls no sudden death
slow boiling frog inhaling the last bubble breath
nothing left, all right, nothing less
queen wants to check out your mates, you still suck at chess
will of the average k!lls, the will of the average guy k!lls
so i had to be the f-cking best
son of sun zu / the son of kents
sun set your sunshine… summer time somerset
the slightly obsessed with the, dive into summersault, tied to a bungee cord
slyly untouchable but grew up around folk who said die if touch me fool
your shy is unlovable
in amongst my thoughts, life equals wonderful
most high’s the limit because ‘sky’ is redundant talk
the must perform, times is going to run its course
do or die, but won’t die until i’m, comfortable!

- consensus

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