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letra de the heart of thr - thr

i age with rage. my angst is stained onto the cave i may behave in
satan’s favorite creator takes place inside. it’s my safe haven
i’m not playing games! my final days, these graded a’s i’m gaining
preyed upon by anger greater than your savior who proclaims sin
saving tasteless rapists and the famous names that parade papers
daily. phrase some prayers while we translate faith into mere vapor
measly air to tease me later. breathing shameful breezes tailored
to attain tyler’s frame, taming my temptation to blame fakers
ravens raid the sky that’s rays of light are shades of white, more grey than life
i’d say it twice but making trite and lazy rhymes is crazy type
though, you might buy the vile, mild copies at a major price
i can’t stay nice and explain plights at the same time with flaming eyes
i’m insane in which case you’re right. i’m drained, not fine
obliged to pay a dime if i can’t maintain to repair my mind
now, that’s not very kind. you’re fairly blind to niceties we shine
i ill-strate with faint pens fading, patient for lines to arrive

raindrops pouring from the wide
pain stops only when you cry
wait not for your day to die
bane shocks brains to paralyze
stay locked in your mind with fright
ache spots lots to bind all night
chains, swaddles your spine at sight
fazed. i don’t know why it’s tight

but who cares? i choose brewing beats, snares
huge booming drums blare to detail
my views through gloom that we each share
you value blurred words aired. beware
scrutinize the wounds and repair
move to my mind, see what reaps where
numerous notions noting, “we care.”
but when i’m losing, few would be there

let’s disseminate my eminence from generation x to this
infested b-tch. z-nation sick, expressionless without repent
extravagant until this madness ends. i’ve p-ssed a sense
of brashness, crashed with cr-ss and sh-t. the rash revamped to crimson slits
this decade’s p-ssed so fast i bet my blasted -ss may graduate
accidental imagination drains from strains make savvies break
trash bags packed past max capacity splashed about unclouded lakes
about to lay and count to ten, then stab a blade throughout my cran
ium in vain
f-ck! it’s a shame
but god’s animations are lame, i crave to cut, curtail my fate
until it’s slain and turned into the abuse that this earth became
allowing the drowned to tread water and burn victims to cremate
you can fabricate the evidence and catch a case of hands and fists
the masters, strange, with little gift, attack against rebellion
command us slaves to quit the sh-t. i’ll man the plane and settle it
i’ve felt the kiss of death all with the pecking lips which heaven sent

raindrops pouring from the wide
pain stops only when you cry
wait not for your day to die
bane shocks brains to paralyze
stay locked in your mind with fright
ache spots lots to bide all night
chains, swaddles your spine at sight
crazed. i don’t know why it’s right

listen, this is important!
i’ll import info towards your head
bet this lp’s my one attempt
i’m in desperate demand for help
i care not if this record sells
i wish the scant listens are felt
expect my lessons will be kept
so our planet’s what we’re building best

- thr

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