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Object to crave
hands off me
i find myself
looking at the keys in the stars in my space
warlords of times of slavery
tortured innocents
never ending labour for underpaid children
smelling burnt flesh
because someone taught her how to swim

he came
we forgot
we are not fooled again

early bird gets the worm
7am red balloons on free sucker day
not my fault you slept through ypur own surprise holiday

from the outside in
the mess and the twins
wasnt me it was him
then it was us it was them
then look what they did to eachother
sinnersd and saints
same blame game parade
hands clean holding a spade
burrying the evidence
and were all on the train

ladies and gentleman theres a cow on the tracks
there is going to be a slight delay
the trains got guardrails now
soo everybody drink
christmas is saved
but the cows name is jesus
cant stop the train
so im gettin drunk

looks better on paper
thank goodness for the words of the wise
the only truth i can hold onto
is this world hasn't admitted to one of its mistakes
or the fact its addicted to its own dose of lies

and before i teach you how to prepare for your last supper of judgement day
heres the perfect lie
to cheat your way through the exams of the after life

artsy fartsy smarty pants party
buying and trading stocks of barbies 
free trade economy
feeding the starving
pictures inspired for mouth to mouth
and split second life saving situational ironies

I'll pay for you eat
eat together all for one day
it might take three days to get the feast going
and when its set up
send mwe the bill
and then blam partys over
god is retiring
and just as predicted

freed the slaves from the wars
to free the burning victoms
of those being tortured
and now no one knows
just wars iof our fathers
wars of our fathers

alice whos is alice?
what was wonderland really about?
wasnt me
it was you
it was us
it was them
on and on
blame game campaign
seperating boys from the men
the shipmate made capttain
mutinised the island
sold the ship and robbed the bank
so now whose laughing
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