STANDARDS Planned it, standard for procedure That peaked your interest, listed and listen Like i’m a snake with ears like an elephant Cant tell if it be a curse or a blessing To know it all, at once a breathing being Feeling like i’m trying too hard Maybe i should back and let everything unfold In front of my sight As long as i have it, will it be the best But i, can’t trust my vision for ages ago What’s in front of me and what i know Different things indeed, steed of a gallop Hall of marching standards, Masters to slaves, i brought you a clue about you And probably gonna regret it Soon as i turn the corner, the mourner is not you It’s true, but it’s a loop of unconscious decisions Permissions granted from the fuming “bring-on”s That clouded the tinctures, once brought to Cure the folly of the holy and The rotting of the lonely Now moreso used for regret, regression of sorts More amplified towards the many that beat the hungry The faking of standards That ...
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