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letra de boxed in the square - smellington piff

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[smellington piff]
rld

[bva]
yo

[verse 1 — bva]
chained to the tree, stapled to the pavement
pay-in form but actually just taking my grave’s rent
names on the statement, rip it up flat broke, flat {?] where i stay when i wrestle in my four-walled playpen
mayhem starts with a spark, carry wet cloths
can’t find your way till you get lost
and tell ’em get f-cked, but they’ve got tracker bugs —
every word of sh—(shh) gets recorded in their catalogues
mothers up the duff ’cause they be sh-gging lots
i’m sheathing up excalibur ‘causе i’m protecting camelot
send thе government the bill, then take the handles off
so you can’t a grip — red and green but the amber’s off
man of crop, not a man of law or man of god
they see you — they still watch then the camera’s off
i’m chasing undercovers out my stone circle
they’re choking us until the leaves go purple

[chorus — both]
we’re living in a cycle, it’s groundhog day
life’s stuck on replay, the same memories recycled
time’s an illusion, we’re blocked in the clock
boxed in the square, following the flock
your mind is confused, mislead by consuming —
you’re burning your fuse as the world keeps turning
learning to lose, we’re earning for yearning to break out the group, don’t break the loop
[verse 2 — smellington piff]
the government oppress us, possessions possess us
as demons caress us, police will address us to frisk
this is the risk we take — ain’t nothing sugar-coated like christmas cake [nah]
governments oppress us, possessions possess us —
abide by laws but police still arrest us
the bullsh-t festers, infecting your sector
correctional facilities lock doors on a lost cause
fight for what’s yours
we live on fast forward and never press pause
stress left the [trap?] dry like the menopause
pen a thought to escape and break free
the pauper crawls the walls of the fortress —
f-ck a passport, i’m backflipping over borders
as defiant a leonidas — f-ck your orders, i’ll never bow to your highness

[chorus — both]
we’re living in a cycle, it’s groundhog day
life’s stuck on replay, the same memories recycled
time’s an illusion, we’re blocked in the clock
boxed in the square, following the flock
your mind is confused, mislead by consuming
you’re burning your fuse as the world keeps turning
learning to lose, we’re earnin’ for yearnin’ to break out the group, don’t break the loop

- smellington piff

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