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letra de crystal methods - listener

it’s your high, your pastime, passion, and drug of choice
wherever you go, it’s your ego, wanting to hear it’s voice
it’s your poison, your power, your master, and your slave
it’s your driving burn, it’s what makes you happy, it’s your cave

you heretic, parasitic wonder, insides colder than a witches personality
sloshing happily in your fallacies, proud to be the pharisee that you see
swimming in a sea of sellouts like judas to jesus
sitting smug with your holy interpretations only hoping to please the collective us
it’s a sad state of events when you loftily judge outsides when it’s the heart that gets the cleanup
malpractice seems to be your actress head spinning on the mattress
from all the lies you’ve fed intravenously
seamlessly you’ve managed to believe yourself in a circle with no beginning or end shrouded in purple
trying to smush the crown on your head baked & bloated from the limelight’s guest list
and always complaining about how you didn’t get the new lexus
i just have no patience for fools who constantly sharpen their quills to write lies
and then steal my ink when theirs is dry
who welcome the maggot sheets & worm blankets of enslavement
smoothing over more pavement on their personal highway to heaven
and i’m the only one who knows that their bridge is out

now everyone’s slowly dying, but you’re slowly living
trying to keep your head from lying, just underneath the waters edge
wading in a pessimistic swill
while curiously toeing the ledge, dreaming about becoming road k!ll
you’re such a vulture
i used to sit content with these speakers on the microphone
but now i stand screaming into the same headphones that summonsed me to close
my ears and labeled me “just another face in the culture”
my position of thinking might be wrong but at least i’m honest
your a sheep in wolves clothing and your winning the contest
trying to cram all your extra-curriculars into your tiny god-hole
it’s an unfortunate sight from where i’m at to see you try to play the role
it’s time to choose your poison instead of handing it out
look deep into your mirror image and study self
and stop putting holes in my pulsating emotion bag with your meat of a life

- listener

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