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2003-07-23 - 8:01 p.m. whoops! I'm sorry. was it something I said about the way your whole fam damily must've been inbred? well, here's a constructive little game instead you can kiss my royal white ass and drop dead all you whiney ass babies better go to bed and chomp your teething rings until your gums turn red you want attention so you mention little things you'd do it's all pretension, your invention, it's so gut wrenchin' too so open wide -- it ain't the dentist and he's drillin' you the absess truth inside of you should be extracted -- FOO! you think it's cool to play the fool and it's impacting through the stupid rule is just a tool until it's acting true and then you're gone, the list is long, a trail of damaged hearts but I go on because I'm strong and I got lotsa smarts I don't give in to the vermin, I freak you out when I begin, I move around until you spin and watch you leave with a wry grin as consciousness drains from your soul you fall inside your self-made hole I am the voice who makes the toll and hopefully God takes control hear now the cries in wilderness hear now the lies you won't confess hear now the fear that you possess hear now the laws that you transgress there's no hope for you in this mess you're happy now but you digress I am the prophet -- can you guess? I am the ax who chops the best undercutting, mulchifying destroys your roots -- I'm multiplying see the woodsmen and their tents along the path you travel hence see the logs stacked in their piles straighten up, forsake your wiles, or the next one will be you I will not stop until I'm through there's no more hiding where you're at the valley's filled the hills are flat I've got one job I do it well I'm here to keep you out of hell � � |