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God,
The best intentions have sadly faltered.
Despite his newly installed, brain, and being
force-fed of viscous demented liquor, he is
determined to obtain the new drone trophy.
He dreams of the scorpion who never sweats.
Quite i'm sickened to have this individual infiltrate
my headspace.
He talks of lascivious laughs haunting his second
as the clock spits, clicks, and speeds by in the
form of a snake.
Massive
probably.
I for my safety.
He is as weak as his man.
I am now by hypocrites, liars, drunks,
clowns, fools, and the desperate.
I insist we barter with the moon to sell the
cohesive lyrical maps in exchange for a of the
future.
Stricken grief, I have no choice but to turn to lethal

Hardcore Paste.
Allstars over...

Early of lyrics taken from Radio 1 Breezeblock DJ set
God,
The patient's best intentions sadly faltered.
It has of late become apparent, driven by lust and
he's as as his fellow colleagues.
A hypocrite, surrounded by and bed-wetters.
Stricken with grief, he turns to toxins, hardcore
Paste.
Goodbye
takin over...