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O'Brother – Cleanse Me lyrics
This is a ploy of cold, crass, sheep. To only milk the pieces of truth that suit your means
And I was just wandering what you thought it’d bring
So hey, there’s a poison in your skin, I see it quietly seeping out of it
Hey there’s a poison in your skin. I see it coming, saw it coming out
And I am the fortunate one
This, an attempt at feeding primal needs, has woken all the demons that reside inside of me
And I was just starting to get some sleep
And you still say that I am the fortunate one
Well I could wash my hands to pretend they’re clean, or I could purge my lips of spineless speech, but the consequence of knowledge is an eager tongue
Don’t you leave, I wasn’t finished. This isn’t over
I will be heard
Every last word will have its turn
Mine may be the words unwisely sewn, to cultivate the path that I have chose
Mine may be the words you’ll never know but lay me in the dirt and I will grow
Are you listening? Cause my breath grows null
Tired quips begin to wither
Who can reason with time?
Lay me in the dirt and I will grow
And I was just wandering what you thought it’d bring
So hey, there’s a poison in your skin, I see it quietly seeping out of it
Hey there’s a poison in your skin. I see it coming, saw it coming out
And I am the fortunate one
This, an attempt at feeding primal needs, has woken all the demons that reside inside of me
And I was just starting to get some sleep
And you still say that I am the fortunate one
Well I could wash my hands to pretend they’re clean, or I could purge my lips of spineless speech, but the consequence of knowledge is an eager tongue
Don’t you leave, I wasn’t finished. This isn’t over
I will be heard
Every last word will have its turn
Mine may be the words unwisely sewn, to cultivate the path that I have chose
Mine may be the words you’ll never know but lay me in the dirt and I will grow
Are you listening? Cause my breath grows null
Tired quips begin to wither
Who can reason with time?
Lay me in the dirt and I will grow
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