My Psychoanalyst - Clump Soul | Текст песни

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Absorption

Masters may have died for our lives but no one’s alive to verify that information.
Contortion of yer clump soul, what runs wild for miles

Deconstruction
Formation

Bastards may have strived for our rights but there’s none in sight to confirm or deny that speculation.
Absorption of all about just to consolidate yer clump soul.

Now I’m done

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