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Pas quand jetais une solitaire, jai puieppe
Oh, mind me, man, Im just rhyming here
Its an old one that no one anyways
Thats the way it
Kisses through my mind every time
Guess he likes to collect hickies, I dunno
I remain the same, comatose
So

Ask me that again
Who am I? am I?
at my face, the eyes dont lie
If I was with a tongue used for fun
Id take a look at myself and ask why I got a thread
A thread that Im on for Sandy
My minds taking things are going on
Close to the and actually steppin on
These people are wrong
The can go on and on for ages

Tangled up through
As lost as a thats pushed to a panther
I keep my eyes on who pass by
They look to P.M. Dawn the for the answer
Mercy me till I see
The end of the human is grand prix
Mr. Red knows I pose a
Yeah, Id like to see him

Dr. Vibe to get hypnotic
Reality thinks the prince be is
The wand seems to be misplaced
I cant see it if its covered in
The best way to your word is not to give it
I dont make 'cause promises die
But those who use hate just wont
So why I choose to use my eyes
And comatose

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A and negative impression on your brain
Whatever remains, whatever stays the
Results an inside view or perspective
than that persona snaps under strain
But remains to be seen is
How you chose to use time
And still the blank calculations unclear
Of whether your text can catch these

Or toss 'em to the so you cant realize
Illusion only lasts until the scene is
Approachin this scenario, what you do?
Lose your or try some voodoo
Accept then whats the next phase
on the brave, rely on the copious
The secret of any lies
In the organization of the in a comatose

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So tell me a lie to keep my head straight
But view sets the fronts like an crime
I like to a watcher close and see what they might take
A tick a tock, a line from a rhyme
A leaf off an elm, a move yell bold
An unseen realm or what realm holds
Is nothing, nothing makes sense
walk with small talk

And I watch the consequence up
And overflow into a brook
its the undertow of what the tide took
The put scenes, make it all seem clean
A pacified pictures, the dream
Till its tried by the spies thats when they
The rose aint red and the violets aint
But those that are will pin point the trip
And everybody think its deja vu
the comatose