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the safest path
But to find that worth pursuing
Doing so requires a certain degree of introspection
To truly know oneself takes the ability
To look through

Silver-white against the meadow heap
Lost on my way to the edge of sleep
Stained with colors that I've never seen
Eyelids pressed against reality

around oneself well seen off one by one,
stood alone to the last, all by oneself,
with no one by whom to be seen off nor anyone to make farewell, 
all

Good Time

Ziggy Marley

Jahmekya

1991

of grace
With plenty of food to eat, and plenty drink to drink
So you know what I mean when I say
Liberate yourself from the state that you're in
It

Yeah yeah yeah ha-ha D-d-d-d-dead Poets now rocking Blurum 13 
Oneself (Say what?) Dead Poets  (yes come on yes)
From the Pacific to the Red seas

what we tell ourselves
To justify letting life pass on by

Baby let's bloom and then tell ourselves
We can move those mountains with a little bit of help

Lies buzzin' like flies, but the truth burns with the brilliance of the sun
Come, they told me oh prodigal one from the Slums. The times come for

KZ (call out intro)
With a little help from my friends,
Let’s do this, here we go!

KZ
I see them all looking at me
Questioning who I am and if I may

the blow
You tried it with your heart but couldn't do your part
(So what?)
Man! This has barely even started
So young that you are barely even walking
You be

and I
Buried that shit deep down as my head began to nod
In agreement with patterns of which I didn't quite match
But my soul was kindling, ready to catch

The whole nature of the Godhead
According to this idea is to play that he's not
The first thing he says to himself is 'Man get lost'
Because he gives

don't want to be in 
I talked it out with people I had to reason
They told me that you play with all my emotions and that I should just get it going 
But

tryna do better
Like pop these pills and lean back like they squad was from Terror
While slowly killing oneself for some moments of pleasure
Tell me why

Is it chance some just seem born to dance
Tell me why some light rooms with their smiles
We're all made to fulfill our destiny
We're all here to meet

to prevail
With these aspirations with these Dreams
No longer looking seeking
Demanding needing attention recognition
But recognizing oneself to better oneself

Black Mass

Destruction

Infernal Overkill/Sentence of Death

1989

through the silence
The organ plays by oneself
Hell what's happen here

I look around and scare
Skulls lie on the black altar
All crosses turned

wildest dream
Inducing oneself to become believed
If it's got to be done by someone
Well it might as well be me, yeah
As we sit and play by telephone

Calypso
And later you 'gon play with the na-na, like it's a puppet show
And don't forget to go lock that door, pretend that you don't know
Cooked the whole

done, slayed
Work a night shift don't play
Twenty twenty oneself made
Always number one bombae
Keep a foe in check (Okay)
Step on bitches' necks like bey

up on social media
Seen the fall
Seen the summer the spring
Seen the winter the leaves
Start to rotten and crumble
Due to neglect of oneself
From

is what you’re copying. Copiers are copied much. This is normal but out of touch. Touch with oneself sparingly. Colluding concepts modern artists play

and stand for peace

Find the peace that lives within
Then let this peace begin
To lead guide and live with you
In all things that you do

Live each day as if

everyday
With alter egos lead astray
I can't contest I can't obey
Nor can I find the words to say
Such insolence in light of facts
Got all the rest down

One's-self I sing, a simple separate person
Chanting the chant of dilation, or whatever Whitman said

To my upside-down conceit
A force of nature
Cutting