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Artiste:
Kode9 & The Spaceape
Titre:
Curious
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step into the rhythm of a head on collision corrosion leaves scars 'pon the inside hands are tied, eyes open wide difficulties that come with time colored by beauty, the soil, the sea never once did you think this could happen to me always trying to master the slave now I look to save the slave in me in memories the pressures are lifted come again from barn in another farm restricted by restrain marked clearly by an absence, we are in desperate times, we pay a price then gasp and scream as they twist the knives this is not a presence unseen it's a future past from machete to machine open up to the physical the cracks was there in need of repair but you left them to fend for themselves watch chaos ensue as if you never knew maybe just maybe we should tell you maybe just maybe we can feel you maybe just maybe save you maybe just maybe kill you colored by things did you soil the sea never once did you think this could happen to me always trying to master the slave now I look to save the slave in me future plans simply ripped from our means we can't compete, less with death and disease, with the stroke of a pen from beneath we descend into a neverending bottomless shift there's a world there's a world of a word there's a word of some words there's a word of some worlds blood and boil on the flesh mechanisms on strees coming like the steel on a wheel while the numbers make sense dividing visible power with the speed of desire subtract the presence of guilt from the riches of pleasure now you're opened up to the physical the cracks was there, in need of repair but you left them to fend for themselves watch chaos ensue, as if you never knew maybe just maybe we should tell you maybe just maybe we can feel you maybe just maybe we can save you maybe just maybe we will kill you colored by beauty, the soil, the sea never once did you think this could happen to me always trying to master the slave now I look to save the slave in me