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Point #1






Point #1
It seems I’ve gained the world but have nothing
To keep tabs upon this loss isn’t wasted time
Face opportunities to recognize now we have time
Rebuke, don’t choke on this twisted dream
‘Cause he’ll pay for it, the whole sum
Or magnify pain is point number one
‘Cause he’ll say pay for it, the whole sum
Or magnify pain is point number one
It seems I’ve gained the world but have nothing
To keep tabs upon this loss isn’t wasted time
Face opportunities to recognize now we have time
Rebuke, don’t choke on this twisted dream
‘Cause he’ll say pay for it, the whole sum
Or magnify pain is point number one
We need a healing aloe plant
Your soothing hands run down my back
Hate - Well couldn’t do, couldn’t do no wrong
Hate – Watch it boy, this could do you in
Much like a healing aloe plant
Your soothing hands run down my back
Much like a healing aloe plant
Your soothing hands run down my back
Much like a healing aloe plant
Your soothing hands run down my back


Prove To You I’ll fight your war Promise not to lose But you give in to circumstance Not gonna prove to you Learn of patience worth to you Many teacher, no student We go by name, not by rank Too many gighs incompetent There’s no bond between some men A concept already known What little time you try to give A big cheer for you alone Relax and try Broke off, broke up and spent He’s choking in left field Can’t tell this place is doomed Now no place like home Doomed- Now There’s no place like home I’m gonna prove to you


Mia Watch me heap up what I’ve sown I’m made of peanuts, not of shells God spares a quality in himself Uniquely designed but we can’t help ourselves So – Why, I made the face that bugs you I won’t design conversation around you I made the face that bugs you Spyglass scans the field Hold my hand, I feel a chill in here Tired of looking through you I’ve found myself can you find you Why I’ve made the face that bugs you I won’t design conversation around you I made the face that bugs you I won't design Spyglass scanned the field Hold my hand, I feel a chill in here Tired of looking through you I’ve found myself can you find you Why, did I make the face And I won’t design


Skeptic Keep my pair of senses Out of where it isn’t clear Kept his false creation Teach on my own faith Right I’ll wreck this, too But you made by day I’ll fail you, too Speak through this voice, and We can have life to take And mend these ways We don’t need tradition This will wreck our mission This isn’t even clear It doesn’t tell they why This is an incomplete It doesn’t tell the why Even if I was all knowing Wouldn’t it mean that I love you? See you move against ignorance Why not try and get in This isn’t even clear It doesn’t tell the why This is an incomplete It doesn’t tell the why Set out a boom and line What have scholars caught Look to yourself to find a God. No, a lie, and We can have life to take, And mend these ways We don’t need tradition, This will wreck our mission This isn’t even clear It doesn’t tell the why This is an incomplete It doesn’t tell the why


Anticipation This anticipation Seen in you As you prepare for new life Don’t forget your war The cuts on his hands, speak a little louder He takes that side, and lets you know And what’s in his speech, hands cover face Yeah what’s in his, you cover your face (3x) Now you’re anticipating What went wrong In this world we fall back into Just isn’t strong The cuts on his hands, made way to his face These spoke all the louder, my silent regret I show that side, the pride of life Won’t let go


Dos Begging - do you mean groveling Settling - it’s not the same Begging - do we take what’s left Settling –second best,don’t take requests You two, you’re what’s left, I don’t take requests But for you two, come this far, I might have something, To say – (Repeat) Now these two, treat them well Upon themselves, showed up again Now you sir, Give up the gig You haven’t been repaid


Long Comrades bond, this day will be long Don’t count your losses, gain what he gave And we blame him for having right Anyone lose a God, cause I found a God Raise the question that’s given here Ponder his answer, still bleeding clean And they rhyme you’ve hidden in Won’t keep long And we blame him And we blame him Reasons I ask you’ll know why As sure as I’m here you’ll know why Because he won’t leave me out in the cold See how the sparrow gets fed from our Lord Draw – Close And hold me long


Blank Earth A scratchy throat I wish you would lift this, I drink liquids Spreading true, I hope A blank earth covered in nothing, living Swear this it’s something ‘cause it’s here And we feel towards a place And many pay by ignoring And you don’t care Where is the mother figure While I’m here And mostly it’s hard when this happens Don’t keep inside life, ‘cause that’s not fair And solder won’t keep me together If heat is there, the heat is there I can feel you breathing And patience is slow going I’d like to obtain this Now ‘Cause this is it made me think ‘Cause this is it made me think Made me see caught this now Caught me


Sma Don’t grip, you’re choking What life was, trying to Lift up the rage from a season of play I don’t blame my messes on you Don’t beat this down dead Sink to a level that is low, low Why not, what else is Low, Low Why take the conscience Low, low Why not, what else is Low, low What not, what else is there I climb into Recognize I don’t have time What was said about this man? What was said now Don’t grip your choking What life was trying to Lift up the rage from a season of play I don’t blame my messes on you Don’t beat this down dead Sink to a level that is Low, low


Peer I’d like to leave this In my youth Pick me up on your way Send away virus Drink sight is water Drink sight is water Watch him sell mugs to bikers To make a million dollars Place you stamp here Send out love letters C’mon enough said The skin on top his hands Has dried to red The words, want them touch them The nerve, why are you here Back off peer I am on top of this Back off peer I am on top of this back off I need to make decisions And I want to leave yea back off Banned