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as the clock spins around here we go again,
we all fall to the ground here we go again,
when you drown no you dont make a sound,
as dj’s tables go around here we go again,
verse 1
i voice the words of the people,
whod rather not share words,
still around but the sequel,
no strength behind there verbs,
we were created equal,
what do we call the disturbed?
i’ll wear the straps and let you all sit down and observe,
its all for nothing,
we learn to practice that we really did not learn,
concerned about whats not our concern,
we unlearn, then bathe in it till were sun burned,
im sick and tired, of being sick and tired,
not really sick, or even tired, partially wired,
now im a cryer, and recently almost fired,
a liar preaching to the choir, embracing rings of fire,
but if you donate now,
and end your confusion with amen,
payoff forgiveness with the same money that you were taught was sin,
now i beg for a moment of silence, after this violence, closing my eyelids to everything causing all of these sirens, follow me to the promise land
i come in peace but as a friend,
just like the last messiah here we go again,
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verse 2
i am that last messiah,
peace came with a land full of promise,
follow the sirens,
try to follow closely, open your eyelids,
the violence before the silence it teaches us sin,
that money we take for forgiveness confuses amen,
so we take but still deny rings of fire,
we are the choir, moved by the liar recently hired,
who seems tired,
healthy but also a overly inspired,
with his complexion that stays unturned,
unlike the friar, who once learned,
that the concern of others is now our concern,
so we practice and all learn the things they want us to unlearn,
all for a reason, ignore us but speak freely,
labeled enlightened, and categorized let me be me,
actions speaking as loud as,
our verbs, go back in time for the prequel,
we fight with weapons and words,
because we are all just people,
we are all still just people from beginning to end,
just like the first messiah here we go again
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verse 3
in the chamber spin it round here we go again,
heaven or hell carousel here we go again,
mortar and pestle to make sure its all ground,
as the clock goes around and around here we go again,
we all fight for a crown here we go again,
prometheus bound, here we go again,
in silence all the weak must drown,
as it all falls down and around here we go again,
where theres no one around here we go again,
we all follow a crowd here we go again,
lost then found, we all follow a sound,
cuz where nowhere bound and around here we go again
