The choice of words say a lot about the artist
So let's try and pare it down
What am i talking about?
Wouldn't you like to know.
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They say their money is encrypted
Wouldn't it be worthwhile to break it?
Seven Layers of Code
and i can't even begin to tell you
They say they kept their money safe
but wouldn't it be something to spend it?
buy up all the rings in hell
and sell it back to them for a reasonable profit.
They discussed it over their coffee
They talked about it during meals
They prayed over their food
While the sick lay in bed
Come to the table
C'mon and take a seat
You can tell it's real wood by the weight
It can tell the real you too
They dicussed it over the Moon
They discussed it in their day
They prayed to all that would listen
With such translucent voices
Go to your room
Go'n and take your seat with you
You can tell it's real wood by the way she burns
She knows the real you
Who am i you say?
Why nothing that i couldn't afford
to be, and i paid dearly for it
nearly lived my life over it
but i am over it
and in a way...
i can turn
its back on you now
Who are you?
and where are you taking me.
So now you know
One and one and one makes three
I crawl out from under my mighty maths
to tell a joke better
but somewhere, i've heard that one before
Time for some introflection
Cause the mirrors get worse from here on out
One for each planet, One to each name
and that makes three...
among other things
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