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letra de the vision's cursed - j dugs

[intro]
yeah
it’s crazy
and er
i dunno
the lines are blurred
the vision’s cursed
the vision’s cursed
the vision’s cursed
the vision’s cursed
the vision’s cursed
[verse 1]
round and round the roses
the th-rn bush cracks and shows his
front lobal exposes
desire for apoptosis
hippocampus forgets what he’s doing
but now he knows it
mind racing and pacing like a cheetah’s flows is
but he closes and outgrows his enclosures
the system’s broken and i’m hoping
this poem will shine light on the bright dimes of showbiz
his mind’s in the state of euphoria but delirium
here it comes to set us back a millennium
the falcon crosses the broca’s area’s interior
‘cause i’ll stab you in the head and shank you with the blade
and when you’re dead i’ll stand upon and dance upon your grave
these are the outbursts bursting out their bubble with no control
open wide and open slow ‘cause down this hole we’re gonna go
he lies in bed like the wind is racing around his head it’s whoozing, aching
he can’t stomach the acid that falls from above, let’s face it
he says to get at ‘em but we all matter here just like a racist
use your head when you’re hurt and your heart when you’re lost
don’t separate from karma, everything it’ll cost

[interlude]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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[verse 2]
song so perfect you’d think my artist name is practice
f-ck around and burn like a matchstick
money stretching like mr. fantastic
you can’t hack it
murdering the beat like a spastic
spazzing on the beat like a ratchet
triggering these peeps’ like an addict
just got a new packet of mr. magic’s mushroom’s that you had hit
yeah
racing and pacing the cheetah’s flow is not flowing no more
it feels like a come down as if dinner’s ready and your mum won’t wait no more
oh the contrary you feel less wary the summer’s sun is blaring
through your windows and reflects a new state of bliss and caring
not self-medicating but self-caring, fairing
well but life always rolls the dice, daring
that previous state of mind will light up like new york
but for now it’s the antarctic and a true thought
the only lights you see is northern aurora, internal port
here’s a thought, blue sky reflects off the balcony caught
a glimpse of it and pause
ok back on the beat like ike turner was
same sh-t like it’s yesterday
mind is out to come and play
at least for just another day
the manic episode on display
ready to unpause, go and cl!ck play
for now, enjoy this euphoric state
before delirium will come and seal your fate

- j dugs

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