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Who Am I
AA (27.jan / )

Who Am I


Whips firing slashing through the air
heat rise hitting the speed of sound.
Slow mo speaking and talking like
you on the screen
Sitting watching at the cinema
whiling out and backing Slowly
guarding the lost potion
so we don’t consider the Moment
only the mass hysteria Hungary for
the streets And poisoned like dead cow.
So we drug each other up to Loose
the false emperor that rules us humans
dying to take Control cos we all want to live for ever.
Power and money the Deals of life that drives
the soldiers of zombie’s time lasting for
A freckle as the clock strikes it becomes
lost and divided.
We like drugs and we overdose each time
we ride high The motors of life carrying
the lost souls of gangster shit

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Comments (1)

i like this one :)