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SCARY MAZE GAME
Cole Jackson with Plug Your Ears
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Scary (fuck)
You been hiding what's dirty as Harry (yuh)
Man with No Name you lame if you bury (shit)
Everything that you did, pop a sherry? (wha?)
You a bloodier Mary (ah)
These martyrs are arrogant (yea)
Man your goal is to harm? That's degenerate (right)
When you keeping it armed, and you heaven-sent (clack clack)
God ain't up on your Belko Experiment (pow)
We been listening in for a minute now (oh yea)
Next of kin into office, you tweaking out (oh yea)
Bureaucrats didactic when speaking out (uh-huh)
So true, I vow, no doubt
Drop a bill, they be laughing like (HA)
Hands up (yeah)
Keep demands up (yuh)
Times of divide, it don't add up (yuh)
Made it through the maze, to a jump scare
You mother fuckers really oughta know that I'mma take it there (yuh)
Three words: light it all
Feel the Bern, either Sanders or Madoff
Fireball, Molotov
Out the labyrinth, didn't know that meant I'm fucking off
Stepping over? You be over-stepping
I don't think I'm messing with your kind of message
When I'm told I co-opting, you think that I ask for adoption?
Parents will share it, no pa? Shit
Populists an old doctrine
You only fucking out here for the mosh pit
I only talk at the cost of the wallet
Hot goss, man you gonna get your jaw split
If you stand on something actually stand up
If you stand on something actually stand up
Authoritarian rule, and you lap it up
You only got one shot, better aim up
If you find your self encaged
Aim it through the roof
Hedgerows aid
Burning down it all, so
Soon to raise the steaks
You're no filet mignon, so
Soothe yourself with change
And not the kind you're counting with
Take
From the crimson lake
Paint for the lines where ya hide your face
Life is a maze way to mind ya place
What, can't you paint by the numbers?
Favour the gray when you're raised for the workforce
Well what the fuck else ya gonna search for?
Know we search more
Materials, concepts, fear of a wrong step
Clear for a long stretch: now we got farms
Then we bought farms
Then we brought arms
To the ones wouldn't sate the buyer
Now you all drink from our lake of fire
Enlightened eat when they're barefoot
When you got no shoes better care for it
When you got no rules 'cause you wrote them
Then the drop comes soon, when the moat's "them"
And there's nothing to eat but shoes
'Cause you think it's a game
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