They say destruction is the purest form of creation.
Then I innovate every second of the day.
All you crave is praise.
Gently massage in the malaise.
My heart has atrophied with your rampant apathy.
Merciless manipulation, would you actually prefer the truth?
The ends justify the means. Results — the only proof I need.
There is no morning to this dawn of your disguise.
(There is no mourning to this don of your disguise.)
Sincerity is duplicity in the is evolution of mankind.
I need nothing from you.
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Lyrics written by Al Qually for 10mg, Qismat, Preta – Neal Sehgal - Copyright 2006
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Al Qually
Currently residing in Queens NYC, I have embarked on a full attack to conquer the Media and Art World and contribute as much as I can to entertain and enrich the lives of all I can reach. www.alqually.com - Writer. Musician. Artist. Actor.
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