Lucidity
Ask me please,
Your love spreads like a new disease,
Your love is nothing but vanity
You remind me of a movie that was more than kind,
Took all my feelings, put them straight in line,
A rainstorm lost into the bottomless brine,
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Of this town [?]
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Policy,
Your politics are your stability,
Your words are polemic smoke screen,
I'll cut you down right at the knees
Lucidity is only part of the artillery,
Four billion people don't know how to be free,
They're reading books about their property
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