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breaking|springs - deadpan lyrics

[verse]
clung to divisions that could have hovered in soot over god’s bits of wood
struck a staged, framed photo pose for tame crooks just to not fit the look
shutter pinched closed, hit too close to home, and stood golden*footed, donning a hood
good riddance, son, split us in two, printed shock as a hook
more essence than cl*sters of chromosomes pumping rumors to trust
what’s in the holiest soul’s blood? cutlass tips that neuter the love
imbue the cloth from which you’re cut with disruptive clues to debunk
the true you isn’t proven blue, it’s not born yet like thе beautiful ones
class*undergirdеd working positions, dirty dishes, learning submission
the earnings didn’t trickle, the sickle’s curvature and tip tilts and turns to sedition
man made images of k!llers based on bass they heard in the distance
nascent surge of change chiseled by ripping waves of nurturing women
paved the danger*riddled journey to break lanes with fervent resistance
created nature and termed it a system, blurred its basic terms and conditions
christian sermons based in spain and lisbon birthed and made terfs cursing and hissing
hateful sh*t, slurs, and sinister, murderous wishes
spurned visage; mister*misses split, custom elegy
the jump from few to some comes in seventies
uncovered skin discolored steadily
disgusting film with a destructive levity
crumbles at the touch of your mother’s remedy
but i was raised to forget, get skeptical, and trust men
hummed the melodies, head bump to the drum set but question the cover of funkentelechy
was once a knuckle in the fist of abundant love but was crushed enough to become the enemy
the crux of this critical cut is “man up”
but it must be destiny
‘cause i’m a brother and son, “man up”
it must be destiny

- deadpan lyrics

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