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Lay teacher caught my breath
Before I had the chance to overthrow her bold statement
My bleeding innocence
Severely mind-raped by the dictator of my childhood days
An everlasting solace
The silent revelations of a thousand more people hurt me
When clawing at my bare-chest side elevation destroyed
The sown lips of convenient ignorant amnesia
The dumb silence of conveniently ignorant amnesia
C.I.A.
Skin graft of epic proportions
Moral implications voiding actions
Rusting deliverance
The flux of childhood sorrow
Bores deep in the subtle cortex
And defies reverence
Lay down, lay down, lay
Lay down, lay down, lay
Composição: Lethargy / M.T. Jones
