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Completely out of his mind in a matter of minuets Every foot step is by design As a matter of fact Believe me if I could define the start from finish I would recline relaxed in my lazy boy till the machines collapse Mechanical mechanism movement Malice in each smile Literal Canvas splashes conducive to balance on any scale The vanity of your religions abuse is valid with every mile Yet from justice you remain elusive as far as I can tell If there were only another tobacco fix the chop sticks could pick up the pieces Watch this broken heart dismantle to bits with an inhale Lost in a translation twist Language is fragile as peace is See we wish we could just flip a switch ditch normalcy and set sale. Random acts of status quo becomes the daily mathematics Madness starts to grow with every casualty of choice Actions start to slow your pace declines as you be come an addict Yearning for the hope of first discovering your voice Simultaneous laughter and sadness Circulates as Mary go rounds So long since there's been a miracle round these parts Notice after the trailers foretell tragedy Pageantry not a sound Dead end clock in cinemas real on the reel so bleed art It's all paint brushes, kaleidoscopes and colored pencils It's a lot easier to discover stencils then to remain an original If you can find the hope to sniff that keeps you high because you mind is dope The gift that you'll unfold is just the tip of what you're called to do Aus Songtexte Mania