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We tend to duck when the truth spits
Gun clicks in consonance with the concept of time...tick, tick
My environment devised by lying men
Imperium of delirium, a stranger to elated sentiments
Lost internally in some unknown distance, screaming out rejection
Am I demented to dare question?
The regulated messes vested in this nation under God
The blood streaks of stars and stripes that certify your social bond
Screaming please let me be, I'll allow myself to be deceived
For the sake of safety, sedated by the crave for TV dreams
Its passive habits from a generation abandoned
Consumer zombies that frolic to the avenues of Madison
Its the zeitgeist of high tech intellectual bandits
Our love will never be income, its considered beyond logical standards
So what the fuck is logic, when too many questions is a problem
We pardon ourselves form the nuisance, distorted by the gossip
credits
from
The Project For Global Madness,
released May 15, 2018
(E. Fernandez, N. Virdis)
Written & Performed by Paranormal
Produced by Nea
Cuts by Nea
Recorded by Gio Langumas at Langumas Studios, Queens, NY
Mixed by DJ Fred Ones at TME Studios, The Bronx, NY
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