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Hardcore discreet

Believe
and let go,
don’t though and show
I’m a slow learner,
but times been mine
had many more lifetimes.
 
Some things are important to me,
why can’t others see?
They’re ignorant or already possessing
and I’m in between,
seems ain’t nobody else listening.
 
Progress is progress,
always moving forward
to be what must be.
Livin’ like I’ve got some thing to learn
and confirm
what it means to me
to be
a human being.
 
I’m asking
and receiving,
now got everyone believing
getting old
is as much fun as you want it to be
and for me
laughter is the only remedy
for what we shouldn’t be.
 
Hunger,
not hungry enough,
some kids aren’t being fed
while I’m going red
and sweatin’ for action
not even caring
what I’ll do instead,
instead of dying,
lying or crying
it’s all part of trying.
 
Inside you
complete,
hardcore discreet
a real cheap treat
slap you about
to raise your heart beat.
So eager,
easy tiger
them claws are scratching
matching
what my fantasy was hatching
not so long ago.
 
All so fine
creating the divine,
choke you cause you’re mine
and fuck you from behind.
I’m sure you don’t mind
it’s why you’re calling all the time.
 
Guess you’re not
going to guess what
for awhile now.
Say it once
and say it yet again,
friend,
I see what’s going on
the vibes that you send
and I want you to call again.

(2005)

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