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quintihilator - acceleration lyrics

(verse 1)
it is time to win the race
we are going at a pace
where we cannot f+cking chase
complacent and racist banter
adjacent to the case where you might just matter
put up on a platter, grind up and shatter
into a million pieces
the greasy police just freak and their weak critique
were made into masterpieces
that release and leak as the peak increasеs
deceiving evеrything decent
believing in nothing but jesus
we think we have our reasons
adhesive unleashes on your diseases
giving you telekinesis
then step into place like mother theresa
the season of beaches nothing but teaches
us about the shallow desert it reaches
the sleek technique is so unique
you’ll think you’re on a winning streak
then you’re lost from the path you seek
with a bleak release that will increase
until you all will cheat your death
nevertheless they will contest the rest of best
from the north to the west
it is intense
how the torque of the horse
is of course built up with a pressure of a cork
in a bottle that will knock you back and make you waddle
back to autumn with a force
that will make you feel as awful as a fossil
with a gospel in a brothel
taking out the nozzle and i’m
kicking in the throttle
(chorus) x2
taking every second with a lesson
and a blessing
you will never give up stressing
if you never stop repressing
cut the tension and repression
you will need to be expressing
be the one who is impressing
to a level of finessing
not obsessing or oppressing
you will never be compressing
or the one who is suppressing
every single thought
that i bought and caught in the moment
atonement will never be taught

(verse 2)
so now what do i do
with the built acceleration
that will fully soothe a nation
without an education
i will start to lose my patience
added with the combination
of sp+cious complacence
that is so tenacious
you will forget that you’re under surveillance
in place of a racist watcher
someone’s at your front door, and i’m the knocker
studying your habits like he was a stalker
but you don’t care because you are a talker
f+cking off your rocker
you have lost all proper
vision, a decision
that you’ll regret, and repent
and you’ll fret from the scent
of every piece of metal that you bent
while you rent your intent
till you’re left in a tent
the event will be so content
that you wrote in cement
you said every single word that you meant
you will never get consent
for all the dough that you spent
now it’s time to vent
before i spend every single f+cking cent
it is time to prevent what was lent
or else i’ll resent everything 100 percent
be filled by the discontent
and more torment to the biggest extent
to leave behind the biggest dent
caused by the content
that you could never circumvent
from the malcontent and what i represent
started as servant now i must reinvent
(chorus) x2
taking every second with a lesson
and a blessing
you will never give up stressing
if you never stop repressing
cut the tension and repression
you will need to be expressing
be the one who is impressing
to a level of finessing
not obsessing or oppressing
you will never be compressing
or the one who is supressing
every single thought
that i bought and caught in the moment
atonement will never be taught

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