Tom: A minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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It's not that I don't believe in a god,
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or something greater than myself
(Equilibrium)
It's just that I'm sick and tired of
always being fucking told
(Kid Called Computer)
What to think, believe
And I'm just trying to balance
that out
Balance isn't just the theme
Verse 2
For my life
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Ayo, I'm starting to face that a part
of me's fake
And everything that they say
is just hard to relate
And then it (ends quick) and
it starts to decay
Until my (friendship) is
a part of the phase
And I, can't pretend,
can't stand these trends
Can't stand weak friends
that have pretense
Sad can't stand back at that deep end
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Now I see that I don't need friends
And I feel like a modern day patriot
A mind of a God and a
God's love is a conjugal visit
'Cuz you just get fucked while
you're locked in a prison
My passion's emphatic
(it's mixed with)
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Tragic romantic (instances)
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Sadness and hazards (666)
Havoc that crafted (Sadistik)
An eye for an eye and a tooth can trade
Verse 3
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Then you
turn the other cheek
'til the bruises fade
If you lose an eye,
lose a tooth and lose a cheek
Then your religion is losing face
When I vacate to a sanctity
That's a safe place,
that was made for me
And then placate all my atrophy
Then I won't say faith isn't
make- believe
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(of thought) and habitats
(I've tossed), can't have back,
(across) the aftermath
Of befriendin' each sentence,
ending
Retention defense and tension
Repentance needs ventin'
when in
Dependent deep ended friendship
Followed first on a path of hollow verse
Solemn words,
that were both spoke but not emerged
Gotta learn that I gotta get
through autumn first
Follow dirt that is gonna
let the God occur
Read your Bible (script the verses)
Stand for nothing (but sit
at service)
Find the meaning (but miss
the purpose)
Read in depth (but you get
the surface)
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Some say, I'll have to be synthetic to get my quotes read,
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like your Jesus said it
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Some day, I'll form opinion,
either stand up to God or fall for religion
The road you cross,
isn't quite a crossroad
Your Bible's lines signify a barcode
Then I'll go,
put a rhyme to reason
Nietzche said "god is dead"
and I believe him
Verse 4
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"You cannot play god then wash your hands
of the things you've created"
"Sooner or later, the day comes when you can't
Outro 1
hide from the things that you've done anymore"
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