Verse 1 (Alexandrah)
I wish youd listen more,
Just a minute
Previous to genius killing vision in its grip
And placing blame upon the soul-full unafraid
We knew the trade,
Danger of elite game
Technologically advanced, but now insane with power.
Spirit pained and left by way
Makes lost-in-past syntax we have today
That we have to deal with,
Whats the problem with my genius?
Too attached to ever leave it
Silent for the new achievement but
What I long to witness is the equal shift
Of lifted gadgetry to intuition by
Genius giving up its selfish tact,
And bringing praise of spirit back
Pay respect upon the debt incurred
By non-belief when soul was speaking,
Called simplistic by a name familiar to
Those regulars who think intelligence a competition.
Missing opportunity to be a real show embarrassment,
The care is not,
The care is not spewing tools to ax the problem,
Rather asking haver how they aptly solve them Selves.

Love.. Wheres it at? Its not just clichŠ¹. Imagine That.
Freedoms a Choice. Is it you? Its as easy to say as to do.

Verse 2 (Swamburger)
What if love said: Hear me out a bit before the future comes around
The way to give us back the past we believe is gone but the trail is circular,
Were working for a bigger moment but, direction cut the children up a filler
Plus depression in a super song coming from the hand that doesn't write for you and yours~
Rather, stupid wars of lost memories. Theres more to love than broken promises, spoken honest-ness/ cupid,
Ponder this: Few would honor self accepting dominance over neutral acts in Manichaeism but,
I wish to see a future given trust through the preparation of a mortal lust taking
Toll on the lovers will to crush the lines of being whole from a single f.. Ck.
You give me a reason to trouble the language of living a permanent hinderance of a reality
Given to love and look over the others who never could see the pure imagery from an existing option.
Stop adopting another normality spoken to want a low pace and abolish the motion of willing a method of uber development
Regular root for the betterment.
You and you fellow men benefit better than this if you listen. Its as if I existed.


Youre not just a voice!

Youre not just a voice!

Theres more to you than what you know, believe, or even choose to be; what you ignore.
Theres more to love than just the lust and pain, and comfort isn't based on whats the same.
More.. Theres more in store. Beyond what you have seen before before.
Proven action aint philosophy and oppressive music isn't hot to me!
So rally round the poplar tree, salute hypocrisy, and floss your property with pride.
Its a sweet but bitter victory with whom you disagree, You think its me but it is I.
And I is you essentially so never take whats meant to be and get it twisted.
This isn't anger, no, its passion so lets live the way we should; As if we existed!
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