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歌手:B.o.B 专辑:Elements

Critical thinking

A sea of souls selling out
But this ship is sinking
Flooded with watered down lyrics
With subliminal meanings
To wake up another day
Lord give me a reason
Are these prayers really working
Or just triggering feelings

I vocalize my pain and they say isn't it genius

I'd be considered a legend if I consistently bring it
Now is there life after death or just recall and repeat it
Or does it go pitch dark and just dissolve into pieces
If that's the case I wonder if I departed this evening
From the top of the 47th and just fall to the cement
For the entire police quadrant and fire department to see it

Would my disembodied soul then reach its path of completion
Or just create another scene
In which to deal with these demons
Not to sound morbid my views are just distorted and grungy
I should cry myself to sleep
On this mattress made out of money
But I'm not here to be liked I'm not here to be nice
I'm not here for your war I'm not here for your fight
I'm not here to be hyped I'm not here for a price

When I bring you the truth it's not delivered polite

Gamblin with my life you shouldn't have gave me the dice

You shouldn't have gave me the dice dice dice
All this misery shrouded in mystery of violent history
Thc chemistry
Cure for depression
No there is no remedy

Allergic to ******** no antihistamine

Top of the class haters graduate to enemies
Out on your ass is where they intended for you to be
Snakes in the grass I'll cut them out eventually

Slave to the media you got to be kidding me

You got to be kidding me

You got to be ******* kidding me
Yeah

And we live in a state of confusion
I hear what they say on the news
They usually just laying a blueprint
Used to create a delusion
Movies to sway your conclusion
Used to delay your awakening
Steady creating illusions

Clues to mistaken the truth with

No sense debating with fools
Who put all of their faith in the skewed philosophy
With situational views
Too many saviors to choose
I stare at the face of the moon
Too much information
Too many equations
It's too complicated to prove

Stories portrayed we consume
Like thanksgiving tables of food
I'm sorry not sorry
I ain't in the mood
To dress up and play in this room
You can judge me and say that it's cruelty
I see the chains and the whip
I just don't mistake it for jewelry
**** out my face now excuse me

I ain't got no patience today so excuse me
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