You're waiting (you're waiting) On miracles (on miracles) We're bleeding out (we're bleeding out) Thoughts (thoughts) And prayers (prayers) Adorable (adorable) (Crisis) Like cake in a crisis (in a crisis) We're bleeding out (bleeding out) While you deliberate Bodies accumulate Sit and talk like Jesus Try walkin' like Jesus Sit and talk like Jesus Talk like Jesus Talk, talk, talk, talk Get the fck out of my way Don't be the problem, be the solution Don't be the problem, be the solution Don't be the problem, be the solution Problem, problem, problem, problem Faith without works is Talk without works is Faith without works is Dead, dead, dead, dead Sit and talk like Jesus Try walkin' like Jesus Sit and talk like Jesus Try walkin' like Jesus Try braving the rain Try lifting the stone Try extending a hand Try walkin' your talk or get the fck out of my way
Hello, he lied Like velvet, this magician's sleight of tongue and hand Hello, he lied Beware, belie his smile As warm and calculated as heroin Beware the contrarian Within everyone A scale, a voice Everyone but him Core is black as pitch Soul is out of tune Advocate of none Beware, belie his smile Will cost you everything Cloak and masquerade is contempt for everyone Hello, hello, he lied Hello, he lied Like velvet, this magician's sleight of tongue and hand Hello, he lied Beware, belie his smile As warm and calculated as heroin Beware the contrarian
Behold a new Christ Behold the same old horde Gather at the altering New beginning, new word And the word was death And the word was without light The new beatitude "Good luck, you're on your own" Blessed are the fornicates May we bend down to be their whores Blessed are the rich May we labor, deliver them more Blessed are the envious Bless the slothful, the wrathful, the vain Blessed are the gluttonous May they feast us to famine and war What of the pious, the pure of heart, the peaceful? What of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful? All doomed All doomed Behold a new Christ Behold the same old horde Gather at the altering New beginning, new word And the word was death And the word was without light The new beatitude: "Good luck" What of the pious, the pure of heart, the peaceful? What of the meek, the mourning, and the merciful? What of the righteous? What of the charitable? What of the truthful, the dutiful, the decent? Doomed are the poor Doomed are the peaceful Doomed are the meek Doomed are the merciful For the word is now death And the word is now without light The new beatitude: "F*ck the doomed, you're on your own"
Agreed
Red flag red, all the sentinels are dead The Tokyo kitty, swallow, rose, and canary Tick tick tick, do you recognize the sounds as the grains count down? Trickle down right in front of you A little tickle, tickle, tickle, all your neck hairs prickle As they barbecue the sentinels, and eat them right in front of you Hourglass smashed, a million little pieces The countdown, carry on, five, four, three, two Aristocrat breaks down to Timocrat breaks down to Oligarch breaks down to Republocrat breaks down to Aristocrat breaks down to Timocrat breaks down to Oligarch breaks down to Republocrat breaks down to No hope left in the hourglass Red flag red, all the sentinels are dead The Tokyo kitty, swallow, rose, and canary Tick tick tick, do you recognize the sounds as the grains count down? Trickle down right in front of you Tickle tickle tickle, all your neck hairs prickle As they barbecue the sentinels and eat them right in front of you Hourglass smashed, a million little pieces The countdown, carry on, five, four, three, two Aristocrat breaks down to Timocrat breaks down to Oligarch breaks down to Republocrat breaks down to Aristocrat breaks down to Timocrat breaks down to Oligarch breaks down to Republocrat breaks down to Breaks down to Timocrat breaks down to Oligarch breaks down to Republocrat breaks down to Aristocrat breaks down to Timocrat breaks down to Oligarch breaks down to Republocrat breaks down to No hope left in the hourglass A ten-niner-eight A ten-niner-eight A ten-niner-eight Eight, seven, six Five, four, three, two A ten-niner-eight Eight, seven, six Five, four, three
Dopamine, on dopamine, on dopamine, on dopamine We have been overrun by our animal desire Addicts of the immediate keep us obedient and unaware Feeding this mutation, this Pavlovian despair We've become Disillusioned So we run Towards anything glimmering Time to put the silicon obsession down Take a look around, find a way in the silence Lie supine away with your back to the ground Dis- and re-connect to the resonance now You were never an island Unique voice among the many in this choir Tuning into each other, lift all higher Hey, how long? Oh Dopamine, on dopamine, on dopamine, on dopamine Willingly been re-wired by clever agents within Looping our reflections, our obsessions draw us in Fix and fixation, no sentience beyond We've become disillusioned So we dive like crows towards anything glittering Time to put the silicon obsession down Take a look around, find a way in the silence Lie supine away with your back to the ground Dis- and re-connect to the resonance now You were never an island Unique voice among the many in this choir Tuning into each other, lift all higher
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the lyrics are fitting, and i'm enjoying myself.
Damage has defined our border All that matter forged in flame Knowing little of your wounding Share our mending all the same Weight of words and wars we carried I'm like you, just like you Eyes of secret and storm and story But shared, and well, we'll make it through Sadness like a pendulum Pulls us round and to and fro Onus Fate and Undo Odium Armor, anchor, lead and stone By the telling let them become Will they all be feathers? Eyes of secret storm and story Show and tell, we'll make it through Onus Fate and Undo Odium Armor, anchor, lead and stone By the telling may they become May they all be feathers
The "National Enquire" tells better stories than these guys.
>The crap they cone up with GMADB
<i was healed from scarlet fever in the 1st grade. my fever was so high, i was listless. my spirit left my body. i was standing in the room with the Lord. i could see my body being held by my mother sitting on the couch. Jesus was standing next to me, he told me he was having mercy on me, and he had plans for my life.
then i came to and my spirit was back in my body and my fever had broken.
Good to know, thnx for the review. Ill stick it on my list.
Slowest bread ever… good night
rolling eyes
https://worldnewsdailyreport.com/barack-obama-announces-intention-to-run-as-president-of-kenya-in-2021/
Is Boma really running for President in Kenya?