The end is near
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Graffiti worth reading rarely is written on walls that are worth writing on
So if that is true, then believe me now you worth reading graffiti is gone
While we're on it, get off it, the days of the prophet writing his words on the wall
Have gone now behind us, but somehow, we find ourselves desperately reading it all
Repent (Repent)
Obey (Obey)
The end is near
I tagged and marked and bragged and barked and
I was here
We wrote on the surface with no real purpose or reason or rhyme what to write
Out of place and outdated and poorly illustrated, and that would be being polite
And not for one loss, but who's counting the cost and then figuring out what we're losing?
I would guess we are losing what's less than we figured unless that's confusing
Repent (Repent)
Obey (Obey)
The end is near
I tagged and marked and bragged and barked and
I was here
(Hey!)
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When it's all done and stated and look at what was created, and don't take it out on us all
We try taking it lighter and don't blame the writer, just do what I do, blame the wall
Repent (Repent)
Obey (Obey)
The end is near
I tagged and marked and bragged and barked and
I was here
Graffiti worth reading rarely is written on walls that are worth writing on
So if that is true, then believe me now you worth reading graffiti is gone
Graffiti worth reading rarely is written on walls that are worth writing on
So if that is true then believe me now you worth reading graffiti is gone