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Allpoints Y Oscify - Margins Lyrics

(AllPoints)

Yo
I'm a break that star apart, a hunger artist;
Selling my soul in a sober meat market
Blood on the carpet in my tiny apartment
My mind's in the gutter and my body's in the garbage
I Got nothing left to part with
Name in the flame when the pain makes it rain - arson
I'm not far from particle target
Without a damn clue as to how to move into the margins

If you got skin, carve it;
X marks it, the womb, we're all doomed and starving;
The body parts in jars were taken from the heartless
I give it to you at a real bargain
Five points on the hammer;
I'm sick of this ridiculous image forever molded in plaster;
My disease is a fastener, ritualizing my slow creep of death, X-Factor
I'm at the point where the facts hurt;
Unconscious mind and symbolism is my master;
Steady, flooded by a wise mind chatter;
Everybody dies, the devil wanted it done faster;
Give a dap, the creator is back;
I want to live and I'm done feeding the rats;
I came from an elevator cable laughing at scraps;
Part of my paroxysm's bringing my toxicity back
I flow with a bone to pick, what's in my teeth;
But I'm all out of hope and shit;
A sick, starving vocalist, odious
Eyes in the mind, I'm so broken;
I'm a cockroach taking it home;
Setting a housefire in the same moment
I don't give a fuck if pain can take over;
My body and soul are bi-polar

(Oscify)

Cold to the touch, really don't know much;
So they put it all away, and they fold it up;
Symbolism in a vision, but the lens won't adjust;
Salt on the roads led to holes from the rust;
Etiquette, look at your delicate rhetoric;
Soon it will crumble facade of the edifice;
Everyone's too much caught in appearances;
Ever since humans were thought of as heretics;
What a funny little joke;
People got a tendency to try to fix what ain't broke
How it is, I'm a guess they know;
Same old shit, on a different day they though
High energy, unfrozen cryogenically
Some get so desperate to try anything;
Finally, Frankenstein gets an identity;
Dr. Oscify, this is my century...
... Cause I'm caught in a calendar year
Reflection is closer than it appears
The gradient, so many different shades of it;
Break the grip of agent Smith in the matrix
Current events? Yeah sure, it is;
Dropping it all in the cauldron and stirring it;
Fascination with the flavor and serving it
Last ones to work on it will be the first to quit;
Tugging the boat cause I wanted to cope;
The face of the monster under the cloak
When the clock strikes twelve, where the soft light fell;
Heard a sound I know well, like a spiral shell
Serendipitous, typical infinite ripple;
A picture of historical significance;
Rhythmic pulse, biological conduit;
Intrinsically written in all music... stupid... do it
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