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TTI: Mute Life
IP:
Sometimes The Noises Stand Poised On The Edge Of The Cliff
And It Annoys Us More And More With Every Single Vocal Riff
So The Tv Changer In My Pocket Trembles In Locked Anticipation
As The Sounds Crashing Down Acts As Frowns Of Precipitation
The Crowns Of Abbreiviation Lie On The Heads Of The Ignorant
When The Tumor Is Malignant, They Feel The Need To Signal It
With Flashing Neon Lights, Slashing Out At Anyone Who Fights
For The Rights Of The The Terrorists Who Suffer From Stage Fright
Draw My Many Buttoned Pistol,Point It Straight At The Wet Whistle
It Won't Close And Stop Shreikin About Their Saints And Epistles
Exerting Pressure On The Switch, And A Switch Indeed Occured
Not A Snitched Snatch Of Speach (Read: Nobody Said A Word)
You Wonder Why Everyone Silenced Their Cries All Of A Sudden
As I Wander On Down The Hall, My Finger Still On The Mute Button
*click*
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Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis
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