Living Poets Society - G00SE, Verb T

Rejection!

Invisible indescribable idiots who victim ridicule vicals of victory into

spitting syllables spitting in your system of venereal infections criminal

elections

Subliminal messages hidden and riddled inscriptions scribbled with scissors

into written to submissable as invisible to visual sections

Deceptions

Of religious venomous liberal individuals into residuals and living off

collections

Detections

It’s sinister unoriginal menace is the minister in finger fist the fifth

connections

Corrections

I’m liberating when I’m liquidating with my lyrics debating with a list relating

Aspirating man I’m spitting flesh I seek reflections from my suicidal scene no

fifth deflection

Sit in this directions and walk the runway up the fictions

Advance know we greet see this sections and see for protection

It’s the dead poet society

But we still alive living off variety

Well young hopefuls we know no notoriety

Punch drunk love have a plugin to sobriety

It’s the dead poet society

But we still alive living off variety

Well young hopefuls we know no notoriety

Punch drunk love have a plugin to sobriety

From the heart the things we like to listen to

In the morning man I need that bareness to move

With the melody my memory sits in tune

With a different one for each mood that I can pick and choose

Floating away and finding out what is the truth

Analysing people when you sitting with them in the room

Can you trust in them yet?

Everybody lusts for success the whole team are shuffled some are cut from the

deck

Would you pick your friends up and move along?

Yeah you hate how it feels when the do you wrong

Best beat, moving on if you in a situation

Draining all your energy that’s not where you belong

I was thinking bout myself and that threw me off

And now I’m tryna think about the roots a lot

And not just the flowers that are blooming

While they waste away take away the confusion

You know?

It’s the dead poet society

But we still alive living off variety

Well young hopefuls we know no notoriety

Punch drunk love have a plugin to sobriety

It’s the dead poet society

But we still alive living off variety

Well young hopefuls we know no notoriety

Punch drunk love have a plugin to sobriety