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letra de aquarius - perennial

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i soared through the oculus rift of divine fiction
banished elder scrolls of caravanned grime rhymer diction
sordid bandwagon conniption captivated superst-tion
collapse lung with a young jury hung out on malnutrition

listening to echoey skulls, cajoled with sick gimmicks
systemics crystallizing in lazy eyed pious mind tricks
to know is not what you think, to think is not what you know
the panoramic snap shot is just a seed for knowledge to grow

home remedy for snuffed culture and holocaustic prophets
b-st-rdized mind f-ck of lucid nearsighted puppets
giving 2 serious f-ck it’s, then put a knife to the esophagus
of all the idiocracy offspring tossing tea and crumpets

i had a mainstream plan, but turned it up on end
cuz that rout seems to harbor power hungry corrupt men
starving artistic cartographers mapping ways to truth
endless song and dance travesties distracting m-ss youth

chorus
i set up a photo booth inside of archam asylum
not a single patient that p-ssed by dropped a dime in
when i asked why, they just laughed to the sky
and said have you ever tried to look a crazy man in the eye?

v2
i stepped out of the landfill of hopelessness
tripped over rotten luck and rolled down a slope stress
byp-ssed m-sses of rapper kids holdin palms up
like rain will turn to diamonds if they stand there long enough

and i’m laughin through a personal rapture into stardom
cuz we’re runnin laps while the rest wait for cars to come
folly spun, corrupt notions closin commotion slanted
proposals of a spoiled generation froze not granted

i command the talents of the last stand combatants
lyrically castrating sycophants biting style patents
and conniving guile build brigade guiding senility
watching eyes vibrating crippled with a sly fickle ability

but i surmise a simple subconscious form of denial
hidden behind a plaster casted corny -ss smile
i bemoan the spangled glory allegory of sweet freedom
conceited heathen rendered fiction and seeded the kingdom

chorus 2
i set up a photo booth inside of congress
every politician that past by kept their distance
when i asked why, they just laughed to the sky
and said have you ever tried to look a crooked man in the eye?

v3
the most enslaved are those that believe they are free
shackled by nickels and dimes police state holdin me
consoling all the chosen ones, clove smokin bl–dy lungs
soakin all the puke and puss with muddy rugs and severed tongues

whatever son, take your thumb out nap-sack vagabond -ss
down the road of crow bar robbery and hobbled br-ss tax
the fact is you never fathomed that cashing a stack
would be just as meaningless as miley’s -ss crack

break backs of patriot act rat packing mongrels
we never had a true glimpse of the freedom god rules
vines growing got my mind going towards the sun
hoping motor boats won’t run out of gas before the day is done

i just want to turn and run from this cavernous economy
but the dichotomy is zombie brain washing ideology
f-ck theology, that’s the biggest black hole of them all
frolicking through burnt fields sounding a cattle call

chorus
i set up a photo booth inside the vatican
every single cardinal laughed as they p-ssed and ran
when i asked why, they shot a smirk to the sky
and said have you ever tried to look a dead man in the eye?

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