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Brilliant, a word describing something
You create to desecrate the villain become
A prophet not to be made but
Speaks in tongues and sarcasm, to me plain, to you absurd

You don't know me, let alone my
Actions do not always represent
I don't feel in explaining
My conscience opaquely

Seed is gently sown back to mother
The flower blooms resplendent fumes a miracle
The in a search of something more
The air cannot compare to what it was the great before

'Member the old days, 'member the sound
the sweet mustiness underground
No, I don't feel the need for
Some things are better off

Never thought the was gonna burn us
We worked the for so long
Comfort of the apathized us
Looks like we burned ourselves

'Member the old band we filled ears with
Nothing to lose, there was to gain
I don't my span of attention
I do my old friend Tim