Never begun the calculations Hang my hopes on faith alone yeah, maybe my thinking isn't ordinary at least It's mine to own changing the mold
millions speak of what they learn like a kids game words get thrown along weapon: T-shirt cell phone rivers low velocity weapons
a veritable mutilation the way that lie become the truth when it's covered up in money oh, maybe my thinking isn't ordinary But i could use a break from all the rules
millions speak of what they learn like a kids game words get thrown along and bones get broke weapon: T-shirt cell phone rivers Low velocity weapons
blood levels rise an accelerator fear levels rise and it's time to meet em won't catch my breath til the animals go away won't catch my breath today
sickness putrid vomit spewing gator bites and stained pink eye bleeding of there own devices spraying crimson overflow beating sunken swollen faces cancer stricken bound and gagged kneeling to the ruling power lowering defeated head