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Dear God, The patient`s best intentions have sadly faltered. Despite his newly installed, varnished brain, and being force-fed gallons of viscous demented liquor, he is determined to obtain the new drone spiders` trophy. He dreams of becoming the scorpion who never sweats. Quite frankly i`m sickened to have this individual infiltrate my headspace. He talks of lascivious laughs haunting his every second as the clock spits, clicks, and time speeds by in the form of a neon snake. Massive delusions? Very probably. I fear for my safety. He is as weak as his fellow man. I am now surrounded by hypocrites, liars, drunks, clowns, fools, sycophants and the desperate. I insist we barter with the moon to sell the patients cohesive lyrical maps in exchange for a vision of the future. Stricken with grief, I have no choice but to turn to lethal toxins Hardcore Punk Paste. Allstars takin` over...
Early draft of lyrics taken from Radio 1 Breezeblock DJ set Dear God, The patient`s best intentions have sadly faltered. It has of late become apparent, he`s driven by lust and he`s as weak as his fellow colleagues. A hypocrite, surrounded by liars and bed-wetters. Stricken with grief, he turns to lethal toxins, hardcore Punk Paste. Goodbye Lord Allstars takin over...
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