A Matter of Genes?What’s going on here What’s this tomfoolery Why am I so dizzy, can’t see my toes Where is my wife, her clothes Her jewelleryA Matter of Genes?
I’m so confused What does she think she’s doing She thinks she can walk around, acting like a queen Like I have the “ignorant gene” It’s not my love that she’s renewing
Hold on one second She thinks she can make a scene Sitting there, crying; what an eyesore Drama, drama, drama. That’s all she stood for Act like a human; maybe I won’t be so mean
So mean, so
UnderstandingQuite wicked Howl and cackle Smouldering the soul In a day’s contempt And a heart’s acheUnderstanding
The floor
Is the horizon A simple masquerade The insecurity Of the trespassers
Unknown it was To the broken cavalry An estimation of The heart, and Self
It is the
Soul That they do Not
Understand
The Assorted ArmoryThe heart, it’s love, akin to a sharp blade Quite elegant, the blade, it strikes with haste A fascination for whom it is made Yet a danger for he, in act: two-faced Parry; a shield against the cool eve-tide My eyes; my sight, I see through tempt’s blindness It’s strength, symbols forever at my side Nay, does it slice; for it blocks with kindness Say, it counters the envy of the close The protection; the comfort of it’s gleams The heart; the soul; it feels a kind kudos The blade; I’ve bonded the iron with seams Yet the blade does not shield from CuThe Assorted Armory
UnisonIt’s only a little bit more to go. Just keep looking ahead, can you? Do you see what is there, for us? A shelter from the storm, A touch different from the norm.Unison
“I wish to stay there” You told me one time, but What made you turn a hand? In your eyes lies my fault Your mouth is a vault.
You abandoned the lost, How could I have foretold? I ponder who What did I do? Or am I my own ruse?
My ears scream out What I have seen Or heard “You little fool” I broke your rule.
Too lon
Diggin' Deep
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"GUNTER, SOMETHING CAME OUT OF MY BUM...
...AND IT'S TRYING TO GIVE ME KISSES!!!!"
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I've always wondered what it's like to CQC people on the streets...
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Jen: OK. Moss, what did you have for breakfast this morning?
Moss: Smarties cereal.
Jen: Oh my God. I didn't even know Smarties made a cereal.
Moss: They don't. It's just Smarties in a bowl with milk.
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I've always wondered what it's like to CQC people on the streets...
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Jen: OK. Moss, what did you have for breakfast this morning?
Moss: Smarties cereal.
Jen: Oh my God. I didn't even know Smarties made a cereal.
Moss: They don't. It's just Smarties in a bowl with milk.
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