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Hype

Past atrocities circle a venomous brain 

Where forked lightning rips holes in the sheets for the rain 

To wash over without drowning out any pain 

From a life falling short of the hype 

 

Combing through the fine print for a loophole or clause 

Grasping hands hanging on to the shortest of straws 

Breaking anciently righteous morality laws 

Another clean slate takes a swipe 

 

In a world full of colour I\'m still black and white 

Swallowed up by the shadowy dancers at night 

Two wrongs won\'t do the job three lefts should make it right

Slippers on smoking hash from a pipe

 

Off the pace 

In the race 

For the space 

To disgrace 

 

Bubble burst 

Do your worst 

No more trust 

Is a must

 

Helping hand 

Firm stand 

No demand 

To expand