More Like You

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    An excess rules everything I do
    So tell me how can I be more like you
    Cause all of this don't seem to bother you
    So tell me how can I be more like you

    The lights are on but nobody's home
    If I'm mad, well them my mouth foam
    Cover my transportation in chrome
    Under the sky dome
    Pegasus flown over my skeletal features
    But an opaque anatomy is all I'll ever be
    For none to see

    A numb teacher holding a counseling position
    Posture remaining unchristian
    Slouchin' down so low I'm missing
    Caverns and taverns is where I sought my refuge
    Stood in the foyer of the brothel meshing with sin
    Grippin' a bottle
    How many times I sat up in the night sky
    Craving to die, wanting to fly
    Knowing this was all a lie
    The succubus French kissed me in the orafice
    Complex as Oedipus left in my mouth a taste of distrust
    Lust for flesh & bone, but ain't no angels in dust
    Ain't no heroines in opium, word up I scoped 'em
    There ain't no answers this is all random evolution
    Best check the chemicals in your solution
    You might be prostitutin'

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    An excess rules everything I do
    So tell me how can I be more like you
    Cause all of this don't seem to bother you
    So tell me how can I be more like you

    Why is everything so technical, got me thinkin' mechanical
    Puffi' on those botanicals, every second so critical
    Board with the human language
    Anguish, beats on my mental, fuckin' with chemicals
    Sick as the appetites of cannibals
    Far away they shoot a laser from a computer
    It ricochets off a satellite panel
    To a missile silo in Cuba
    Eyes behold catastrophe
    Forseen by Nostradamus, the prophets peep the millennium
    Age of the broken promise
    More religions than park pigeons
    The poor envy the rich and
    Monetary decisions make pessimistic the vision
    It's like the whole planet went off the deep end
    While I was sleepin'
    Men be leapin off ledges, when there women leave for theweekend
    The human mind's an asylum, dialin' help lines repeatedly
    Pushin' garbage down and putting more in so greedily
    In the head of irate Babylonians
    Everything is what it is, even when it's not

    An excess rules everything I do
    So tell me how can I be more like you
    Cause all of this don't seem to bother you
    So tell me how can I be more like you

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    Composición: John Brooks, D. Alexander y G. Smith

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