paroles de chanson Master Splinter - Thesaurus Rex

Cmon
What's the penalty to finding out intended lies
Fundamentally aligning
And I'm about to slide on all you guys
And I've been dealing with more entities than people
Reminding me why I shouldn't blind my third eye
Because I am just a plastic man in the basement
I had began spittin raps just like suran
And by the time I that I hit the pavement
None of y'all could stand a chance
Why the fuck are you complaining
And I've never given anybody
Any reason not to trust me
And my handlebars are rusting
So what am I supposed to hold onto
For I do not trust anybody
Banking on four ones
In a row and a dead star falling to his death
In the cold my dust will be the reason
That I will choose to hold my breathe
Is there evil within death
Absolute in doubt and I'm holding out
Unfolding just holding my breathe
But I'm covered in mold rotten hand to hold
In the auction I am sold off without anybody bidding
I am sitting on a shelf
Growing dusty getting cold

So disgusting
Is the aftermath
Uncomfortable adjusting
Putting both of us in weird positions

It was not discussed
Do not interrupt me
I am followed by a blackened cloud
Fractured mirror I am more distracted now
The spiders just keep on getting bigger
The further that I sink down into the ground
Astral projection to restablish this lost connection
My spirit is walking with no dietection
Objection I no longer have the same ideas
As to what is perfection
No protection for my health is not affected
All your shots deflected
And I'm about to be a little random but not really
Change the topic you are subject to a beating
Allergic to a bee sting
Can you take rejection without giving up
Not feeling defeated
I need an opposition not a partner who can fit the role
Yeah at least fucking show up to the meeting
Not repeating words deleting
Thoughts not chasing after a lost cause
With the silence
And in between the words
Within a pause
Because silence is about to be
The loudest damn thing that any of you will hear
I am sitting on a shelf growing dusty getting cold