Common Market
Certitude
CHEV:Differentiated the many ways to raise it'Cause losin' the way in the makin' only hurts where you wanna take itI've been given something I should hold sacredAnd if I don't take it then this opportunity goes wastedIt's so basic, the meaning is made with a gestureInvaded from the West and demonstrated with aggressionFeel the trace of the weapon, it reiterates a messageA little bit of effort for the outlining sessionIt's now time to let it begin, head to the windThe second I stand, see less of a plan - it don't matter, thoughIn that direction lies the answer so you have to goAnd for protection's sake you never take the path and holdLet the method make your lesson and you'll be the last to knowSome of us have nothin' but a word will make us have it allPass it off, time to focus now, that's what we spoke aboutScopin' out the whole zone now - no doubtRA:Dark space I wavered in vacillating, half a day wastedAskin' their favor and validationI play to the base nature, rate the ohms in my low endChrome-plated and shown places they're afraid to go inSongtexteThe 21st Century fox, rockin' the lamb's woolThe psalm chanter with the palm planted on the handleThe panel host, supposedly channeled the holy ghostI'm down witcha - stand close and get your crown roastThe herd's served, prefer a touch a swerve in the verveI learned respect comes first and the check comes thirdNow what's the worth of a bush full of birds to the one I done snatchedWhen every last one comes when I clapIt aint where you're from, but son it's some punished for thatSeen it happen at the pin point pushed in the mapTravelled a global route, wrote it so I know what it's aboutThrow a spark and turn the coldest devout - no doubtYeah, I burn a few waitin' on my turn at certitudeSearchin' for a heaven ever since interring GertrudeWent to pen the words to the dirge and dreamt of the image of innocenceIntense, but forgive my indifferenceSomething 'bout ?I heard it before, you're all the same? andI told her we'd never spoken, so you must be mistakenI thought maybe she turned away for modesty's sakeYet as she wept I saw my name along the back of her neckFor pardon I pleaded - evidently she and I were friendsWith ten stretched between this apparition and the one thenWould have been little more than a binge had I notMentioned I'mma let feeling's start creepin' inThe act reciprocated, when the weight stacked, bent like aPaperback, get away, the kid made tracksAfraid to speak her name, vaguely I recall it being FaithLemme hold out, I'm moving slower now - no doubtLost touch but never lost hopeFound direction in respect for the presence of crossroadsGuilt gone, so will be the hill the house is built onMatter's not infinite my sin will swim in the CimarronAge and they disintegrate - all of we are dustAppalled to touch, wait until the wind picks upIt's possibly your progeny in the gust blowin' aboutWhen he shows, pull them photos out - no doubt.
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