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Today,
tomorrow,
six
months,
next
year
They
have
always
held
the
keys
to
your
fears
Fast-forward
decades
later,
blood,
sweat,
and
tears
Are
shed
to
the
creator
but
it
was
all
made-up
Generation
after
generation,
tell
me
what
changes
History
keeps
repeating
itself
for
ages
He
was
driving
a
Tesla
model
S
playing
loud
music
He
drove
into
an
EMP
storm
and
got
electrocuted
Trust
fund
lawyers
were
recruited,
lawsuits
were
instituted
'The
electric
car
killed
him',
prove
it!
Quantum
evolution
quantum
conducive
Quantum
revolution,
rap
music,
quantum
electrocution
Transformed
him
into
a
mutant,
infrared
eyesight
lucid
Sharpen
the
picture,
fine-tune
it
or
lose
it
God's
gift,
optic
oculus
rift,
look
around
your
environment
But
keep
your
composure,
now
what
do
you
think?
I
think
it's
all
gone
to
shit,
these
problems
can't
be
fixed
I
think
the
only
solution
is
reset
They
say
comply
or
die,
regroup
on
your
side
Or
mine
and
stop
making
excuses
about
why
Keep
an
eye
on
the
micro
but
notice
the
macro
The
bottom
line
is
our
slave
masters
are
assholes
Today,
tomorrow,
six
months,
next
year
They
have
always
held
the
keys
to
your
fears
Fast-forward
decades
later,
blood,
sweat,
and
tears
Are
shed
to
the
creator
but
it
was
all
made-up
It
ain't
today,
tomorrow,
six
months,
or
next
year
They
enjoy
playing
off
of
all
our
fears
Fast-forward
decades
later,
blood,
sweat,
and
tears
Are
shed
to
the
creator,
we
don't
worship
no
paper
Preach
The
higher
the
peak,
the
lower
we
are
forced
to
dig
deep
The
best
outcome
is
always
out
of
reach
Do
you
agree
to
disagree
about
hope?
'Course
you
don't
Believe
everything
they
see,
you'll
never
see
through
the
smoke
You
say
you
know
the
ledge,
that's
just
a
theoretical
edge
To
make
the
world
a
better
place
you
need
more
than
a
pledge
Trust
no
one,
even
yourself
And
this
includes
the
person
giving,
receiving
or
needing
some
help
But
you
sold
them
your
soul
and
they
stretched
out
your
donut
hole
You
only
know
what
you
were
told,
not
what
you
behold
The
collapse
is
simultaneously
triggered
Now
you
know
what
it
feels
like
to
be
a
statistic
Poor
sons
of
bitches
ain't
allowed
to
make
decisions
We're
middle-class
midgets
living
off
of
Third
World
figures
They
say
the
economy's
grown
But
if
you
look
there's
more
vacant
homes
than
homeless
people
living
on
the
road
Today,
tomorrow,
six
months,
next
year
They
have
always
held
the
keys
to
your
fears
Fast-forward
decades
later,
blood,
sweat,
and
tears
Are
shed
to
the
creator
but
it
was
all
made-up
It
ain't
today,
tomorrow,
six
months,
or
next
year
They
enjoy
playing
off
of
all
our
fears
Fast-forward
decades
later,
blood,
sweat,
and
tears
Are
shed
to
the
creator,
we
don't
worship
no
paper
You
stop
getting
chances
when
you
stop
taking
them
So
just
follow
your
orders,
never
question
who's
making
them
'Let
us
hold
hands,
let
us
pray
with
him',
excuse
me,
what's
your
name
again?
'Okay,
we'll
have
another
round
of
Jameson
Drink
up,
rejoice,
let's
pretend
we
always
have
a
choice
'Cause
we
sure
as
hell
never
had
a
voice'
The
day
of
reckoning,
your
last
will
and
testament
Text-messaging
emergency
services
still
testing
pings
Black
Swan
psychologists
could've
been
worse,
they
could've
been
communists
Objection
sustained,
McCarthyism,
counselor
A
complete
monopoly,
this
is
proper
hip-hop
verbosity
Show
you
how
it
be
and
how
it
look
to
me
They
build,
destroy,
recycle,
that's
how
they
get
it
done
Vocal
percussions,
no
interruptions,
perfection
Soundproof
coffins,
the
haunted
eavesdrop
too
often
It's
always
me
and
the
Lord
when
I'm
talking
Taking
long
walks
on
winter
beaches,
falling
With
splinters
and
blisters
and
the
sound
of
whispering
torment
The
guillotines
are
sharpening,
their
background
music
is
ominous
Laying
there
naked
dying
from
insomnia
Hungry
'cause
they're
starving
us,
gun
sentries,
hall
monitors
Droning
and
daunting,
my
dear
long-armed
darlings
We
are
death-marching,
ritual,
sinister,
barefoot
prisoners
Dig
a
hole
so
POWs
can
shit
in
it
Prisoners
during
peacetime,
peaceful
and
primitive
We
never
could
understand,
what
the
fuck
is
a
derivative?
Admit
it:
we
were
all
deceived
with
such
relative
ease
Only
because
we
dared
to
dream
They
stole
control
with
a
single
act
of
multiple
hacks
They
were
literal,
visceral,
non-physical
attacks
City-wide
but
then
the
chaos
metastasized
to
the
countryside
We
cried,
our
Bill
of
Rights
were
nullified
So
miserable,
so
sad,
I
don't
ever
think
I've
felt
this
bad
Feelings
are
emotions,
emotions
are
scams
Wealth
intimidates
poor
people
more
than
violence
So
they
hide
it,
I've
been
on
both
sides
of
the
fence
The
common
man
changed
to
behave
as
a
slave
Reading
Elliott
waves
in
a
daze
on
a
Forex
page
When
Braveheart
was
brought
to
King's
Court
he
was
shackled
in
chains
I
heard
him
say,
'that
was
an
unwinnable
game'
1 The Rude Boy Oscars
2 Dyson's Fear of Spheres
3 Star Spangled Banger (Intro)
4 Fait Accompli
5 Yellow Line
6 Pay Me In Gold
7 This Ain't the Movies
8 The Primary Axiom
9 Orange Line
10 The Principle of Equivalence
11 The Rude Boy Oscars
12 Sinflation
13 Red Line
14 The Last Christians
15 God$Les$ America
16 The Future
17 Star Spangled Banger (Outro)
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