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Hello sweet creature
Won't you give me some bloodlike guarantee
I've been listening to myself too long
And they're making a prophet out of me
I'm as empty as a shell can ever be
I've been walking through the desert
No it must have been the library
Reading a book which once gave me hope
Now it's making a fool out of me
I'm as empty as a shell can ever be
Lazy dreaming, half remembering, half remarkingto myself
Never noticed that the crowds were leaving
Never looked for anyone else
Now it's market day almost every day
Yet they give away their love for free
I'm just waiting for a ship to come
And it's making a slave out of me
I'm as empty as a shell can ever be
Lazy dreaming, half remembering, half remarking to myself
Never noticed that the crowds were leaving
Never looked for anyone else
Hello sweet creature
Won't you give me some bloodlike guarantee
I've been listening to myself too long
I've been walking through the desert
Must have been the library
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Look at me I'm smooth like a shell,
Put your head down
You can hear the ocean.
Hold my body - feel it roll,
So much inside and it's all been broken.
You know it's just one step and it could all be over,
You know this could rip us out at the seams.
I'm falling, it's all in your hands,
Don't let it wash away.
I'm aching, don't take it all away,
Breaking the shell again.
Look at me I'm out on the edge,
Put your hand here
See I'm bleeding.
I can't get it, get the light out -
I can't seem to tear out the feeling.
You know it's just one step and it could all be over,
You know this could rip us out at the seams.
I'm falling, it's all in your hands,
Don't let it wash away.
I'm aching, don't take it all away,
Breaking the shell again.
I am a box, I am a fish, I am a trail, I keep you warm
And I remember stripping down to meet the water,
Wading out to where the sky turns under
my insides smooth like a shell,

Hello sweet creature
Won't you give me some bloodlike guarantee
I've been listening to myself too long
And they're making a prophet out of me
I'm as empty as a shell can ever be
I've been walking through the desert
No it must have been the library
Reading a book which once gave me hope
Now it's making a fool out of me
I'm as empty as a shell can ever be
Lazy dreaming, half remembering, half remarking to myself
Never noticed that the crowds were leaving
Never looked for anyone else
Now it's market day almost every day
Yet they give away their love for free
I'm just waiting for a ship to come
And it's making a slave out of me
I'm as empty as a shell can ever be
Lazy dreaming, half remembering, half remarking to myself
Never noticed that the crowds were leaving
Never looked for anyone else
Hello sweet creature
Won't you give me some bloodlike guarantee
I've been listening to myself too long
I've been walking through the desert

Turn a card, turn a page, the action
sure to start, second-stage reaction
to illogical thoughts on random lines
in a Borges dream we move toward
the writing of lives.
Leave it out, leave it in, no edits -
with a shout, with a grin I said
it was a certainty that I'd arrive
in an Escher sketch we walk around
the drawing of lines.
The character uncertainty
as he contemplates his lot
and tries to move with urgency
though he's rooted to the spot.
On the brink, on the edge, but lately
what I think, what I said escapes me
in a flash, a tiger burning bright
does the visionary trance obscure
the burgeoning night?
And she said "What are you doing?"
And he said "What do you think?"
Oh, no,
what on earth are we doing?
The characters procrastinate
on the threshold of the door;
there's something here that fascinates,
though the meaning's still unsure
and the plot so thick...
is it some kind of history?
Sketch the thumbnail to the quick.
Oh, even though it's full of contradiction,
though it's flawed in the design
this is no fiction, it's a lifeline.
Here we are, there we went, full circle
shooting stars, heaven-sent, turned turtle
on the beach are shells are left behind
life a library, like a memory

The abundance of pores in this shell
manifest as I draw experience
Only time will tell
if I've manufactured a spiritual cell
Filling each space with what I see
Experience moulds my destiny
Life is the reasoning for the cause
My existence bids to natures laws
My body a shell of human cells that contain me
Myself a kaleidoscope of thoughts that won't set me free
With each breath that I take I slowly fill the space which will be me!
This feeling it causes me to
While away the years and suck experience
till my shell is filled and I die
Woven flesh - tomb encases my soul
Changes in seven year cycles
Still wandering - does my shell have a cause?

Climb inside your mind and hide
Throw the keys away
No one could ever know
The pain
You're going through
But I'll remember you
Yes I'll remember
Run and hide in your mind
Run and hide don't
Don't eat
Don't move
You don't sleep
Empty where you lie
Gets farther every time
Be still
You're just a shell
You do not exist the way you used to
Run and hide in your mind
Run and hide don't ? ? ?
Learn to cry

Echoes of rage shatter stone hate seeps through the cracks of wisdom molten tears of emptiness cracked wide open wretched inside out arcane fingers rip through my spine to find a way to my heart tear through the emptiness in search of forever flown away on wings of aggression lost in a cavernous tomb adorned with pride of the tribe of Judah twelve thousand were sealed I stand alone breathing time tormented shadows twist in agony at the tortured heaves of loves last breath the pain of what was bleeding the life out you'll never know the rage whit which I hate you'll never know the passion with which I love in my search cure becomes affliction a malignant infestation burrows through the soul hollow forsaken empty man the dust has life and the wind a soul still you carry your banner of perverted righteousness a crimson smile I stand alone breathing time

Blurred Pale reflections The walls stare at you Numb expressions No one seems to have a view You crawl within the lie of waiting for a "call" You're trapped and stupefied by stillness that you thrall
You've drawn it into You've brought it into Closing your horizons
Self esteem? Falls... How did you start to feel so small?!
Break your shell You've got to, you've got to Break your shell Before your life vanish into grieving
Weaving your own cocoon You get inside to avoid Weakness turns to rule The strength of sweet decoy You drown into the flood of waiting for someone You dig your own ambitions underneath oblivion
You've... drawn a limbo Forgot the rainbow Fading your horizons
I see the other side...simply
Break your shell You've got to, you've got to Break your shell Before your life vanish into grieving Break your shell You've got to, you've got to Break your shell You got to start believing
So take your meds to: Cover...Cover...Desert fields To: Smother...Smother... Empty thrills As: Others...Others...Take your will

Just a shell until U decide to rebel (4x)
Just a shell, just a shell, just a shell until u decide to rebel
whether you're white or black your soul does not dwell
inside your shell until you decide to rebel
worldly worldy people people allow your innersides
to intervene and circulate
open your eyes and open your ears
wouldn't it be great.
So what am I doin? Am I really rebellin? or am I just dwelling
in the sin
in the sin
in the sin?
I've made up my mind
I've seen the design of individualism
and I don't want to be in it

[Verse 1: T.I.P]
Hey Pimp Squad Pimp Hard We Gettin Ours Of Top
Hit Broad Ass Niggaz In Dey Jaws Of Top
Pisol Whip Em Then Bust Em In Da Leg Wit Da Glock
Leave Em Fuckin Shell Shocked
Dont Get Cha Fuckin Head Chopped
4 Tryin 2 Hustle A Broad But Nigga Ours Dont Stop
Wheather We Hustle Broads Or Gettin Our Of Blocks
Used 2 See Us On Da Block
Hangin In Da Spot Chillin Fire Hot
But We Out Till Diss Yeall Start Sellin
Time 2 Re-Up And Im Waitin On Dude But Not Devin
Kno Da Feds Wonder Who No Clue Im Not Tellin
We Vintage Hustlers
Throwback Gangstas From "87"
Extremly Rare I Swear Im Like Number 9 Out Of 11
Now You See Us Flashin Toolz On "22" Hot Wheelin
Back 2 Back 2 Back In Black And Blue And White 7's
Came Along Way From The Trap Wit Dem Hard White 7's
Its A Blessin That You Peasants Was Graced Wit Our Presents
[Hook:]
Man Dem Niggaz Shell
You Dont Want No Part Of Da Squad
Man Dem Niggaz Shell
Send Somethin At You Hit Cha Hard In Ya Heart
Man Dem Niggaz Shell
I Promise Nigga You Dont Want It Wit Us
You Dumb As Hell And Ass Out Tryin 2 Call Our Bluff [x2]
[Verse 2: Young Dro]
Yall Caught Us On Brawus
Change Da Paint On Da Chevy June, July, And August
Try One Of My Dogs Get 2 Of Ya Dogs Slaughtered
12 Chasin Us On Da Trap But They Aint Caught Us
Dimes Jockin Who Saw Us A Watch Da Ammo
Slugs In Da Belt Strapped On My Chest Boy Im Ramdro
Soldier Give Me My Warriors Gucci My Leather
Fresh Air Force Ones My Guns Dats Betta
Whateva Mafia Learnin
Feds Found Out I Was Bilengual
When Dey Heard Me Speakin In German
Twistin And Turnin
Drug Dealer Clickin And Bustin
Im Section 8 Project Livin But Im Dealin Wit Russians
I Swear Bodies I'll Drop Slow
My Mexican Colt Quepaso
Doublle Glock
30 Round Clips I'll Knock Em Out Folk
Reload Swiftly
Approxamatly 120 Slugs Come Plenty
Wont Stop Until My Whole Clip Empty Cause Im
[Hook:]
Shell
You Dont Want No Part Of Da Squad
Man Dem Niggaz Shell
Send Somethin At You Hit Cha Hard In Ya Heart
Man Dem Niggaz Shell
I Promise Nigga You Dont Want It Wit Us
You Dumb As Hell And Ass Out Tryin 2 Call Our Bluff
Man Dem Niggaz Shell
[Verse 3: MacBoney]
Im Da First Sarg. In A Blackout
I Pull Da Black Mack Out
I Blow Ya Back Out
Shoot You Up Higher Then Stackhouse
My Nine Clear House
Hide In Da Corner Nigga Play Mouse
I Brang Da K Out
We Serve Up Beef Like A Steak House
The Devils Play House
You Talkin Shit But You Dont Weigh Out
Lets See What Dey Bout
But Shit You Kno How Dats Gone Play Out
We Paid And Dey Not
So We Dont Care Shit We Gone Spray Shots
You Might Leave 2nite But We Gone Catch You In Yo Day Spot
We Glorify Hot
Ridin Big In Dem Fat Knots
This Where Da Game Stops
We Classic Soldiers Just Like Reebok
Ridin Hightops I Be So High I See Da Rooftops
Pistol Stay Cocked Cause Niggaz Thrivin Up On My Block
Shut Da Fuck Up
Back Tha Fuck Up
Bitch You'll Get Touched
My Clique 2 Much
We Gone Go Out Rich And Famous
So You Can Blame Us
You Already Pointin Fingers
These Niggaz Sangers
We Classified As Entertainers
[Hook:]
Shell
You Dont Want No Part Of Da Squad
Man Dem Niggaz Shell
Send Somethin At You Hit Cha Hard In Ya Heart
Man Dem Niggaz Shell
I Promise Nigga You Dont Want It Wit Us

Crawl away into the shell you put yourself in
Crawl away, I watched you crawl away
Not one set of footprints in this burning sand
It fell away, I watched it fall away
Who am I in your eyes? How does it feel?
How does it feel? How does it feel your asking
I can't heal, I can't feel you anymore
I'll never knell, never kneel, never kneel before you
How can I heal when there's blood still on the floor?
In a vacuum creaming hope was not in season
Please hear me, someone hear me
If I could you know I'd take your place my friend
Not again, yes I'll carry you again
Who am I in your eyes? How does it feel?
How does it feel? How does it feel your asking
I can't heal, I can't feel you anymore
I'll never knell, never kneel, never kneel before you
How can I heal when there's blood still on the floor?
Who am I? Who am I?
Who am I? Who am I?
Who am I? Who am I?
Who am I in your eyes? How does it feel?
How does it feel? How does it feel your asking
I can't heal, I can't feel you anymore
I'll never knell, never kneel, never kneel before you
How can I heal when there's blood still on the floor?
How does it feel? How does it feel? How does it feel your asking
How does it feel? How does it feel? How does it feel your asking
How does it feel? How does it feel? How does it feel your asking