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Sneaker Pimps - Becoming X
Walking Zero
A careless weight on your hatred,
Understand it's so simple, a simple please,
To keep the faithful on a wounded knee,
To the madness I do confess,
I never see myself as blessed,
confused, unadressed,
Like a saviour I do caress,
The truth is boredom more or less, unused, obsessed,
My time is only given up to you, too much to choose,
It's not mine to contemplate if I can lose,
With this blood on my shoes.
Compromise in full extreme, cut off my heels,
Name a price on what's sacred.
Guaranteed I've got something, a royal disease,
Take a flood to clean these streets,
To the madness I do confess,
Forever se myself as blessed, immune, obsessed,
Like a saviour I do caress, the truth is boredom, it's excess,
take more, give less,
My time is only given up to you, too much to choose,
It's not mine to contemplate if I can lose,
With this blood on my shoes.
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