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thinker - king 810 lyrics

lies there a beaten path on the axons in my frontal lobe
i’ve scrutinized the variables
still i remain unable to crack the code
there’s this man upstairs
has them all in fear
like he poses a pistol they don’t sell around here
but down here we don’t care if we live or we die, so the gun of the giant doesn’t give us a scare

when the bullets bury themselves you better pray for a miracle
or lay down and die if you aren’t that spiritual
the dead in the ground prove there’s not enough to go around

the dead in the ground prove there’s not enough to go around
the dead in the ground prove there’s not enough to go around

my will to live has faded as faith did
i retreat to the ocean by the hole where i once hid
its just me, the open sea and philosophy
the sky, the trees, the dirt, the leaves and what they meant to me
my pitiful past, the roulette wheel of memories flash, i turn smirk of a frown ‘why?’
because i ain’t ever coming back
the lighting and thunder
the waves push me over and pull me under
cold chills me to the bone i sink i’m finally on my way home

- king 810 lyrics

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