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Propaganda
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I Don't See It
It took us so long to get here And here really ain't that special Was it all worth it? Was it all you hoped for and wished for? And I remember the day dreams of a pre-teen Boy on grandmama's porch, Motley Crew of ashy-knee colored boys Yelling, 'That's my car when the nice ones roll by.' Bathing in that summer afternoon sunset Heads flat on the concrete Eyes straight to the sky As to drown out from the smog and the drug transactions We were obviously surrounded by One day I'mma make it But what is ''ít''? Objects? Things? And it's all to realize that calm It ain't really that calm And the struggle is much more enjoyable When the indent clutched (?) Like the moment you realize you're consumed With first world problems I guess it means you made it But it's eerie how uncomfortable it is When we get too comfortable
When they're closing the curtains to convince you that it's night time Don't believe 'em (don't believe 'em) Don't believe 'em (don't believe 'em) When they tell you it's a must have and you can't live without it, Listen, you don't need it (you don't need it) You don't need it (you don't need it) When they tell you sweetie this and only this is beautiful, Tell 'em, I don't see it (I don't see it) I don't see it (I don't see it) Don't believe 'em (don't believe them) You don't need it (you don't need it) I don't see it (I don't see it) I don't see it (I don't see it)
It's kind of like that notion That if you accept these set of notions Than your soul's premium is secure, right? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And you're searching for new mountains to climb As if you conquered the first one You ain't done, you're just comfy And it seems like your soul's tenacity Bent on moves to the suburbs And them neatly aligned trees And perfectly manicured lawns And them say that schools and parks is a good place to raise a beer belly, right? And them identical strip malls on every corner of your mind Can feel a little clusterphobic Right? And it's there you realize that there is no other ''there'' This type of perfect, boy it just ain't workin' Don't you dare close the curtains It ain't night time You don't need another object And that right there is not beauty Homie, it's eerie How uncomfortable it is when you get too comfortable
When they're closing the curtains to convince you that it's night time Don't believe 'em (don't believe 'em) Don't believe 'em (don't believe 'em) When they tell you it's a must have and you can't live without it, Listen, you don't need it (you don't need it) You don't need it (you don't need it) When they tell you sweetie this and only this is beautiful, Tell 'em, I don't see it (I don't see it) I don't see it (I don't see it) Don't believe 'em (don't believe 'em) You don't need it (you don't need it) I don't see it (I don't see it) I don't see it (I don't see it)
Don't believe 'em (don't believe 'em) You don't need it (you don't need it) I don't see it (I don't see it) Don't believe 'em You don't need it I don't see it (I don't see it)
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