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There's a hand above us.
It could love us or crush is because of our ruckus.
It would cuss if it was us.
And it must just lust justice.
And what is karma? Will it harm ya, or is it armor up on ya?
Go farther from honor then con you're a goner.
Sweet somber, lethargic... The hardest part is to start this regardless of retarded heart ticks.
Embark on this journey you're worthy you heard me.
Deserving of earnings reserved for conserving.
Observing the fact that opposites attract, react upon impact and distract the exact ones who dis at.
Till they retract their statement.
I hate it...
They see hatred as greatness, yet it's basic as fakeness like dates with a rapist.
It plays with your thoughts and feelings not appealing, but revealing there's a real being above the ceiling.
Because there's a hand above us.
It could love us or crush is because of our ruckus.
It would cuss if it was us.
And it must just lust justice.
And what is karma will it harm ya, or is it armor up on ya?
Go farther from honor then con you're a goner.
So ponder consciously it's odd to me the facade that we obviously brought to the table.
Body atomically mangled, dangled by string theory a Quantumly entangled.
You've got to be an angel because you're able to make me tranquil.
How and why would you pacify workout a try.
I guess is well from thy in the sky most high.
So I bet we're marionettes I guess, and it's scary and yes I'm afraid.
We were made to be played till we astray and detached. The case was unlatched and I loved it cause it was never an act.
We used to be puppets, now there's no strings attached.
