metal and fruit (Life Distortion)

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metal and fruit (Life Distortion)

Metal and fruit is the nature, what problems is the industry consider that it’s a master peace.
You know that adds, are paying off the country and that its cheaper to buy the pour portion.
Pills, heat, electrified honest and good behave metal and fruit that even our lady Eve, couldn’t resist.
Shall hang to myself by the neck
Until I let myself pass to far, I pass myself up
Now I’m scared to the bloody bone
Curiosity was, first injected, with lovers calling it a theme
Told me stories of pain
And I’ll share you about a friend with no name
Democracy was not the same when we share a band of revolutionary
Someone is going to be counted out, shinning from up above.
March of a campaign where we loose some of it’s inns, hearts and love

Millions of pictures with tiny voices
Are going to get you with choices
Come up a board with
Icicles bleed from war

We intake engulfed ourselves for the love for each other.
We make-believe and play zombies there’s only passing time with each other
For now and forever, together were going to count and not stand behind the line in forever, well wind down Together forever all at once, I’ll lead this time, I’ll hold the hand till you learn how to climb.

Millions of pictures with tiny voices
Are going to get you with choices
Come up a board with
Icicles bleed from war

Now its all going down hill with the tumble of the human flesh where bullets chasing your head
Another mans Karma is a fluke to another’s spoke, modify the human extortion
Pills, heat, electrified honest and good behave metal and fruit that even our lady eve, couldn’t resist.
Bomb shell with a strap to my chest
While I stretch the human capacity of window plane
Now shit out of luck with an armor with the screams to the fullest
A prodigy I’ve came to believe that a marvel is no different from me
Fold me into reformatory
And I’ll cut you loose from the noose that got you tangled
Emperor to what is left of this country when shout out ambassador with an uproar
Anyone want to volunteer for the mans dirty work and rip open
We dance with the devil in Gods county where we loose some, charity and soul.

Millions of pictures with tiny voices
Are going to get you with choices
Come up a board with
Icicles bleed from war

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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