Creating Something Out Of Nothing Only To Destroy It-Norma Jean

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[00:17.58]Your eyes your concrete eyes
[00:20.64]Cross crisscross my path
[00:25.59]Walking in circular patterns
[00:29.28]Shoe shine your ammo polish your metal
[00:32.70]I need not your wicked weapons
[00:55.44]My war is not with someone like you
[00:59.43]A string of blood that is not my own strings between
[01:06.30]Increase time and it will fall into place
[01:07.92]A sword and my heart
[01:10.11]So much so that it makes its way through my throat giving me thought to speak
[01:34.20]This becomes my pistol
[01:39.00]This becomes my dagger of my time
[01:54.87]Don't sell out
[02:23.82]It all comes to
[02:35.22]This becomes your future
[02:44.49]Unseen war
[03:18.54]Your weapons are useless
[03:20.04]Drop the gun
[03:20.70]Golden gun
[03:24.18]Like bringing a knive to a gun fight