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Artist: Dropping A Popped Locket

album: The Art of True Evil


I'm repulsed by Pictures formed with my eyes closed.
Opposite those stitched in a blindfold.
Drew a blank, painted in a side road.
Half tank of gas but now my eyes low.
Mother Nature had a regret and she named him "
Jason".
Please leave the devil in the churches I'm the only satan.
Go pray.
Let's close this book for good,
Not a reason to believe in anything you do.
So fly your flags And Shake your crosses...
You raised an orphan...
Little off the top...
Skimming through November never remembered it like this.
Not even half of it.
Return to sender, the message never developed,
Dismembered the energy, the art of true evil, no baphomet.
No heavens gates.
No set escape.
You're so concerned with what is earned.
Well money burns.
I'm sick of the stalling we do.
I'm ditching them all, you're see through.
No simple fix.
I rock a triple 6.
For you, my Love is dead And you will Spot what is worse ...
Is the time we were Told was the Greatest was lies so let's bury it...
My dude at my work got a hearse.
So go and get your feelings hurt.
You're truth is somewhere.
Just not here.
Just not there.
Not from a book
Don't pray for me.
Don't pray for me.
I am a lost Cause, you got Another Name for me. "
Beezelbub," evil one.
I am not lost just cause you have strayed from me.
You try to show me how to be, can't tell me nothing bout shit,
Bitch, I suggest you fix your face first.
Fix it up, fix it up.
No burning fire.
No angel's choir.
Only horns playing are in my ska like "pick it up, pick it up."
You robbed me of a chance,
Watch where you point that gun, no stick it up, stick it up.
Needed you; I was shunned.
Told me to stiffen up.
Fuck you.
You told me to stiffen up.
Fuck you.
You told me to stiffen up.
You told me to stiffen up.
Fuck you.
You told me you'd be there forever but I hear you've given up.
So go and get your feelings hurt.
You're truth is somewhere.
Just not here.
Just not there.
Not from a book
It just depends.
It just depends on how you look
It just depends on how you look at it.
It just depends on how you look at it, so don't look.
It just depends on how you look at it.
So don't look down.
Down down, we're all going down.
You fight to live past the moment you
Expire and fire and clouds clouding your mind.
Thoughts sent to hide, income admired.
Different attire I'm sick and I'm tired of everything.
I'm sick and I'm tired of keeping my tongue tied,
It's so easy to talk from up on your
Horse, leaving the weak like a murder scene.
Disputes over views,
Your filling the pews but I got two girls to feed.
I'm being realistic you look for salvation,
Couldn't afford to be one of your patients.
You locked all of your doors when I needed patience.
I'm not the one of us that needs the saving.
Hypocritical living is living in shame.
But you see no difference as long as you're living the same.
I wanted a heart, you denied the procedure.
I'm everything you're not, wouldn't wanna be ya.
Apathetic in the fast lane, Fuck everything about this last name.

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