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Pas quand jetais une femme solitaire, jai
Oh, mind me, man, Im just rhyming here
Its an old one that no one knows
the way it goes
Kisses directions through my every time
Guess he likes to blue hickies, I dunno
I remain the same, comatose
So

Ask me question again
Who am I? am I?
Look at my face, the eyes lie
If I was with a smooth used for fun
Id take a at myself and ask myself why I got a thread
A thread that Im on for Sandy
My minds taking things that are on
Close to the soul and steppin on
These people are doing
The list can go on and on for

up through mazes
As lost as a meal pushed to a panther
I keep my eyes on who pass by
They look to P.M. Dawn the quest for the
Mercy me till I see
The end of the human is grand prix
Mr. Red I pose a threat
Yeah, Id to see him sweat

Dr. tends to get hypnotic
Reality thinks the prince be is
The magic wand to be misplaced
I see it if its covered in lace
The way to keep your word is not to give it
I make promises 'cause promises die
But those who use hate just wont
So thats why I to use my eyes
And stay

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A positive and impression on your brain
Whatever remains, whatever stays the
Results an inside view or perspective
than that persona snaps under strain
But remains to be seen is
How you chose to use your
And still the point blank calculations
Of whether your text can catch these

Or toss 'em to the so you cant realize
Illusion lasts until the scene is through
Approachin this scenario, would you do?
Lose your or try some voodoo
Accept defeat then whats the phase
Rely on the brave, rely on the
The of any victory lies
In the of the non-obvious in a comatose

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So they tell me a lie to keep my straight
But view sets the like an unseen crime
I like to watch a watcher close and see what they might
A from a tock, a line from a rhyme
A leaf off an elm, a move might bold
An realm or what that realm holds
Is nothing, nothing that sense
They walk with talk

And I the consequence swell up
And overflow into a brook
Maybe its the undertow of what the tide
The put scenes, make it all seem clean
A pictures, the life-fiend dream
Till its tried by the spies when they realize
The aint red and the violets aint blue
But those that are swift pin point the trip
And elsell think its deja vu
the comatose