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lirik lagu women and children first – affinity drive

(many hurt mentally)
it’s a 21st century rash
we crash!
remember the clash?
the bold strain cold vein drains the december rain splash
the time to take back what’s lost has come and gone so run along
it’s strung on costs!
(we all sung the song of guns and gods)
intakin’ the lemon juice since the venom boosts the veins
re*route the brain to now include the pain and lose the strains of sane
but who’s to blame?!?
fingers painting pictures point silently
they linger, they’re stingеrs
quick, erase the scripturеs and big words
(dive and hide the keys)
kids, try and flee!
this is more productive!
scores of violet beams construct the beat for the violent seeds whom must crush those who try to breathe
ay, long live like kings!
(we never miss the wrong right thing)
glidin’ on white wings with no logos
don’t go!
i’m shook
(this song might sting)

this ain’t no city of the future, it’s as present as it’s ever been
for every lesser sin there’s a clever grin
let us in
everything
everything in it’s right place
everything
everything in its right place
how many angles must bust and break before a souls first craving?
(not many)
how many angels does it take to find a soul worth saving?
(now ready)
the future ain’t what it used to be
very few agree but the movie scenes drew our dreams beautifully
if only you could see the concept of “loser” ain’t nothin’ new to me (true indeed)
you can’t take five paces with tied laces, you fall down
face first!
then the king of sp*ce and land brings his grace in hand but he got on a small crown
vase bursts!
you’re unimpressed
(time escapes)
the clock’s heart has broken hands
the rock star is chokin’ fans that change shirts
(our lives are caged)
dying isn’t a feasible option
keep me boxed in with those who hope in man
i woke up from my haunting dreams taunting screams only to find i was never asleep
try to pry my doubt from dried eyes but the lies spout and sprout ’till the rental date
and i hear “let us in” from those outside the temple gates
the resulting actions coincide with our mental states

i wrote a poem for nine planets and only got seven replies
my mind panicked!
“where’s my heavenly ties?”
now, i reckon i’d find frantic the crime of a blind bandit who left the time stranded
not to mention if the grind got her manic
with that fact as granite, i granted my eyes to glance at replies
they told me pluto is no longer a planet
they revoked its voice
denote the poise, who really rewrote its choice?
i know it’s you
earth made that decision and ignored my poem too
but they show honor to gadgets!
(so, it’s true)
you tell the father to catch sins as you dance with the daughters of madness
if anyone snuck backstage they’d find from the past age to the last page you never raised the gas gauge
(but love is a battlefield)
yes, apparently so
thus that’ll heal the black plague and numbness we keep inheriting, no?
so we can live burden free, work with glee, learn the seas and earn degrees with impassioned zeal?
it takes more than mass appeal, a pre*meditated catchphrase and a medicated cast leg to bless tough surroundings
inspiration stems from stress and love compounding
and it lets us dream on like a sweet song
that one day we’ll save lost flocks and see the war*scene in our nest be gone
if the great cost drops and we could pay off cops would we keep strong?
does it seem wrong?
is the story far*fetched?
it’s why my glory scars bled with pores burstin’
but one thing’s for certain: we always respond to the call of your curtain
oh, and i need dawn
i go to bed late, yes, but when i sit in bed i live in debt to absurd realities that resent and tempt fate
like i swear i heard balance scream…
“let’s wait and see how a man feels when he menstrates!”
perhaps you’ve earned the calloused plea through your worthless words and shallow foul deeds
pitchfork ‘n’ torch tactics burn the church’s fallacies
everyone panicked!
be merciful and salvage me
it’s a beautiful dream
(but it’s nothing but a dream)
a scrutable scheme to keep people glued to the screen
so whose world is this?
soon, a.i.’s
do you feel that haughtiness in the air, in the grey skies?
the one that makes us so certain our talents gleam
what if the docs dropped a report before the board and swore to disordered courts we had terminal calloused genes?
how would we react to these acts?
cold corporates closed curtains on gallant deeds
their right of way may bury our rights to stay
now night ‘n’ day we carry burdens on balance beams
work a ten hour day then jet, set to trek home
let the tech make us vanish in virtual realities
and every sp*ce ship that makes trips only found blackness in the searchable galaxies

- affinity drive

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