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(альбом: B-Sides & Rarities Vol.2 [2009-2013] - 2013)

Spiteful, zipper clipped to my mouth, ripped off
Others still wonder with them zippers on, ticked off
Socially in-awkward, awkward's but a state of mind
But when your state of mind's a blank slate ain't defined
Redefine to state your mind, the to the date's silver lining
Everywhere, that's why we barely ever realize 'em
See, others ask me, "Rav, are you drugged out?"
Man, I zone out and I'm bugged out
Use my own language, wrote my own script
Others try to follow with and they overdose quick
I'm not always positive, not always negative
Not always one or another, I'm incitative
Never let the options or accords define emotions
Kind of appropriate how I declined devotion
In spite of y'all stressing me, my energy won't fall
Watch me speak my mind, watching you forget it all
Conceited, too deep for your minds
I never sleep, have a dream of a life
BIrds through the lobe, start screaming at night
These wax wings melt as I reach for the light
Ignorance is bliss that I teach and then
I reach for the bottle of bleach, huh
Swerving on the curb of death
Dancing with the devil, shhh, you can hear the tires screech
Michael Myers speech, the entire world's mine
As long as they don't know it, they all serve time
Subjected to my research, rehearsing for perfection
Encountering oppression, reverting to aggression
Reverse and then forget, starting it all over
Breaking down the legacy, the brochure
Build whatever you wish, whatever you want
In a world with no rights, you can never be wrong
So just peddle along, let go of the steering
Don't stress the next few miles
Close your eyes and just focus on the hearing
There's nowhere that you can't go now
So run wild, so run wild
Yeah, I'm running away

Oh man, fuck everything