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Mulholland Drive
Sadistik x Kno
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Going 55 down Mulholland Drive
I smell the pollen from the columbines
Baby I am yours, I'm your concubine
Drunk off the falsified gods and their watered wine, I swallowed pride
The author writes what he authorized
I watched the water rise higher in this jar of flies
I caught her eyes before they cauterized
I saw the heights of the sickness, it's a symptom of the Modern Times
I don't subscribe to the popular thought
I stay unpopular, hide with the poplars in thought
And play philosopher, a populace without a proper cure
But hydroponic chronic kind of a connoisseur
We're all a bunch of liars, make sure your con is sure
They conquer viewers with constant mantras to mock in chorus
While carnivores eat each other, I just watch in horror
I'm not surprised but I wanted more
So I'll cuddle with the cuttlefish, fish for love cut my wrists
Sip the blood, come to grips that maybe I just like the taste
Save me from the tidal waves, spare me the recycled phrases
In a chariot the angels carry me to higher places
I don't serve the masters like domestic dogs
Had to let my passions kill my past to resurrect a god
All my exes dead and gone, excellent, who's the next to go?
Heart grew smaller over time, that's why I call it nesting doll
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Going 95 on the 405
'Bout to put my ride on its side, prolly won't survive
Proposing we toast the explosion, no one should cry
When I die, throw the noblest notions of me aside
Let your mind hold the coldest devotion frozen in time
No goodbye, feed that regal lie through a needle's eye
Redefine what it means to recline in seats of iron
So when I throw my rope in the sky just leave me high
Hold the line, when I lead to the brine I sea divine
Sleet or shine, free the Clementine from my feeble Mind
Paralyze, no one knows where you go when you expire
So desires can be deified if you're feet to fire
Tree Of Life, might go hasty when I seek to see the light
If I'm reading right, it's a sign I'ma leave tonight
Might take the exit off the 105 pushing 105
'Bout to put my ride on its side, hope I don't
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