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DROP IT

Bones in the water
and dust in my lungs
absorbing archaic
like a sponge
the ultimate way
is the way you control
but can you stay
if you detach your soul
bury the present
and squeeze out the past
the ones you endear to never last
chemical burns and the animalistic
Im just another hardline
pseudo statistic

Can you feel this?
I'm dying to feel this
Can you feel this?

Blood on the paper
and skin on my teeth
trying to commit
to what's beneath
to find the time
is to lose the momentum
you learn the lessons
and immediately forget them
automatic and out of my reach
consult all the waste to find the key
minimal life and the polysillabic
Im just another blank page
push the button, pull the rage

Can you feel this?
I'm dying to feel this
Can you feel this?

I am all, but what am I
another number
that isn't equal to any of you
I control, but I comply
pick me apart,
then pick up the pieces
I'm uneven

I am the damaged one
all my life and the damage done
I am the damaged one
all my life and the damage done
I am the damaged one
all my life and the damage done
I am the damaged one
all my life and the damage done

Can you feel this
Im dying to feel this
can you feel this
Im dying to feel this
can you feel this
Im dying to feel this
can you feel this
Im dying to feel this
can you feel this

I am all, but what am I
another number
that isn't equal to any of you
I control, but I comply
pick me apart,
then pick up the pieces
I'm uneven

I am all, but what am I
another number
that isn't equal to any of you
I control, but I comply
pick me apart,
then pick up the pieces
I'm uneven