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superp0s - truman lyrics

i dont really like vacations, barely like the flights
i gotta couple enemies, that barely like the light
my whole aspect of life changed, in a single night
life to life, toe to toe, the eternal fights
i dont wish you, nothing but more issues
to build scar tissues, before your chicks do
even if you’re real i can’t really prove you’re real
chill for all i know your skull is really a seal of steel
something the feds put together with granny’s tax bills
i’m not on the solipsism but my soul still peel
debates for the sake of the wake and feelin’ great
hate to go bait then mutilate, welp…all your stakes
but i can’t really prove none ya’ll here today
i’d have to crack ya head open just to feel the grey
say “hey here”, pour in a beer, brain you’re here?..okay
please no fear, if you’re here, cuz ya fear ya pay
know what im sayin’ baabes? you know the gamma rays?
are comin for mes? in certain realities?
reality, it’s never me’s
i question the actualities of all the malice seen
like calluses on jelly beans
dumbledore when it comes to the wand sk!lls
your pond waves superpositioning from my gong still
skipping pebbles in it, dip a finger, feel?
hey, you’re never real not realer than his deal
get too big the son will have them all feelin shady
there shadows started casting bigger then, uh ghastly’s babies
that’s a pokemon line for you new brocks
before you get new knocked into my new plot
i knew you’d rot
because i knew you not
nothing but a plop
of fresh flesh slop
better mesh n swap
before you get mopped
ya better chop
ya neck off
it’s better than going to h+ll with your neck rough
that exponential decay tough
(it literally never ends bruv)
i swear it’s all a simulation i can’t prove who you are
i swear it’s all a simulation i can’t prove human
i guess it don’t really matter long as you’re crewman
i guess it don’t really matter long as your lumens
lightin’ up someones mind before they hit a jam
i guess it don’t really matter long it ain’t wordy spam
ya brain don’t need all that extra fricking cram
take a minute to be in it, a break from freaking pam
take a minute to be in it, a break from fricking grams
i’m not on the solipsism but the souls on cam

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