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Let's start the diagnostic
And randomize the topics
They don't wanna understand why the fire started
The only thing they want is to eliminate the guy who caused it

You build a fence and then you act surprised when someone hops it
Looking like you’re scandalized when others analyse your profit
A bunch of pixels came along and vandalised your logic
Now you're standing idly with both your hands inside your pocket

Try to stop it, lies and nonsense
Find a martyr to supply your causes
With the money that your ultimately flying off with
Justify yourself by saying that you couldn't help em from your tiny office

While other people search for cover from your flying rockets
“Nah man, that's not my department, it's not my problem
They're enemies we gotta bomb em”
What if I told you that you’re not the hero but the madman that's terrorising Gotham

Right before the dawn is when the night is darkest
Hopefully tomorrow we'll devise a project
Something we can do to start uniting all of us
Its gonna be a struggle like If pikachu was fighting onyx

Huh, I might have lost it
But I honestly believe that given time we've got it
We gotta define our problems before we can try to solve em
It isn't as simple as eating healthy and exercising often

There's no cure to being shy and awkward
But they're gonna try to sell you one for minor profits
Pharmacies have got us addicted to antibiotics
And teens are like, hi my name is, and I'm an alcoholic

It's time I comment on it
Massive student debts and education microscopic
Getting crushed by all the stress until they're dripping like a faucet
And you're just standing there with both your hands inside their wallets

It's fucking sickening man, I think I might just vomit
You think that I'm just rotten, that I'm a toxin
Well man, despite my losses you can think whatever the fuck you want at least my rhymes are honest
And I'm keeping it that way until the day that I'm inside my coffin

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from These Meddling Kids - Paps & L​.​u​.​C, released April 5, 2016

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