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biblioclasm - plusfiction lyrics

[verse 1: ?]
way too stubborn to “just apologize”
your people coming together don’t mean it’s all a lie
not just talkin’ my sh*t, as if i’m not alive
you will never see what i did, with those clouded eyes
alright, i see the fire, like a [?]
since you got a side, infect the blood with that red wave
i’m trippin’, f*cked up, all in my head*sp*ce
you don’t care who else dies, ‘long as you get paid
say sh*t, say sike, repeat the next thing
all of that reform talking, yet it never change
same pеople, still dying, still leave my rеd paint
i see through her mind, i’m like a x*ray
don’t pay it, no mind, as if i’m not alive
(it’s only been you, the poison in you, so how did i?)

tell me the truth, and give me the proof, it’s not real
tell ‘em the truth, and if you refuse, then i will

[?: ?, zombae]
go!

[?] your blinds roll down, through the [?]
to the page, mark your blows, to the [?]
down, for [?], just toss on a heart
ma*a*a*[?], standing on a chair, i watch the blood, [?]
ra*a*a*a* aaaaaaaa* (yeah!) *aaaaaaaaaaa—

[verse 2: zombae]
everybody wants to f*cking fuss, so they can get by
blood, money, jewelry, on your sh*t, your soul ain’t [?] high
crackers tryn’a jump, but really mean it like they sam hynes
hit you with the stick, and then you roasting like a camp*fire
like a f*cking marshmallow, dripping on your lawn
zero down tussle, just a crash into your car
picking your way up on this, so might aswell go mars
just another place that you can drill and pick apart

i need seventeen
got to be, by my [?]
bust a [?] up to somewhere where n0body hears ‘em scream

all you f*cking [?] shaking, taking, take one, will it end?
but you’ll never find the weapons, just like [?] and his friends

motherf*cker—

yuh! (*a*a*aa*aa*aaaaa—)

[verse 3: ?]
roll down, through the, the [?]
roll the [?] way forward
[?] way upon us, your worldview torched
light to rest my brain, where i should take that light
your [?], where should i change the storyline i chose
what made the [?], i made the [?]
so get light to rest my brain, should we [?]

we can’t let them burn our box

no*o*o*o, why did you give a shot, [?] yes
[?]

[screaming]

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