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Socio

I remember now, but I still have my doubts
I think it's going to be today
Everybody came, but it's just not the same
Why did it have to be today?
Now my chest is tight - no, I am not all right
It doesn't have to be this way
Why does it have to be this way?
 
I don't know what's wrong
It's like I'm to far gone
It doesn't matter, anyway
Fear is in my heart - just when I stop it starts
And I can never live this way
 
Freedom in a cage - no sun and too much rage
I don't know how much I can take
Push it down inside,but it knows just where to hide
I know that 'normal' is hard to fake
BLeeding into life - it's like a thousand knives
Are slowly turning me into this
Why does it have to be like this?
 
I don't know what's wrong
It's like I'm to far gone
It doesn't matter, anyway
Fear is in my heart - just when I stop it starts
And I can never live this way
 
I don't know what's wrong
It's like I'm to far gone
It doesn't matter, anyway
Fear is in my heart - just when I stop it starts
And I can never live this way
 
I lost again, today
 
I don't know what's wrong
It's like I'm to far gone
It doesn't matter, anyway
Fear is in my heart - just when I stop it starts
And I can never live this way
 
Living with a curse, sometimes it's even worse
It slowly kills me everyday
Something I despise is going to take my life
I guess I'll try again today
 

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Eminem Rips Donald Trump BET Cypher

[Talking - ]
It's a calm before the storm right here
Wait, how was I gonna start this off?
I forgot, oh yeah
 
[Rapping - ]
That's an awfully hot coffee pot
Should I drop it on Donald Trump?
Probably not, but that's all I got
'Till I come up with a solid plot
Got a plan, and now I gotta hatch it
Like damn apache with a tomahawk
I'mma walk inside a mosque
On Ramadan and say a prayer
And everytime Donald talks
She gets a mop
Ahh, I'mma stop
But we better give Obama props
Cause what we got in office now's
A Kamikaze that's probably cause
A nuclear Holocaust and while
The drama pops and he waits
For shit to quiet down
He'll just gas his plane up and
Fly around 'till the bombing stops
Intensities heightened
Tensions are rising
Trump, when it comes to giving a shit
You're as stingy as I am
Except when it comes to having the balls
To go against me, you hide 'em
'Cause you don't got the fucking nuts
Like an empty asylum
Racism's the only thing
He's fantastic for
'Cause that's how he get his fuckin' rocks off
And he's orange
Yeah, sick tan
That's why he wants us to disband
'Cause he cannot withstand
The fact we're not afraid of Trump
Fuck walkin' on egg shells
I came to stomp
That's why he keeps screaming
Drain the swamp, 'cause he's in quicksand
It's like we take a step forwards then backwards
But this is his form of distraction
Plus, he gets an enormous reaction
When he attacks the NFL so we focus on that
Instead of talking Puerto Rico or gun reform for Nevada
All these horrible tragedies and he's bored and would rather
Cause a twitter storm with the Packers
Then says he wants to lower our taxes
Then, who's gonna pay for his extravagant trips back and forth
With his fan to his golf resorts and his mansions
Same shit that he tormented Hillary for and he slandered
Then does it more from his endorsement of bannon
Support for the Klansmen
Tiki torches in hand for the soldier that's black and
Comes home from Iraq and is still told to go back to Africa
Fork and the dagger in this racist 94-year-old grandpa
Who keeps ignoring our past historical deplorable factors
Now, if you're a black athlete
You're a spoiled little brat for tryna use your little platform or your stature
To try to give those voice who don't have one
He says you're spittin' in the face of vets who fought for us, you bastards
Unless you're a POW who's tortured and battered
'Cause to him, you're zeros 'cause he don't like his war heros captured
That's not disrespecting the military
Fuck that, this is for Colin ball up of fist
And keep that shit balled like Donald the bitch
He's gonna get rid of all immigrants
He's gonna build that thing up taller than this
Well, if he does build it, I hope it's rock solid with bricks
'Cause like him in politics, I'm using all of his tricks
'Cause I'm throwing that piece of shit against the wall 'till it sticks
And any fan of mine, who's a supporter of his
I'm drawing in the sand a line, you're either for or against
And if you can't decide who you like more and your split
On who you should stand beside, I'll do it for you with this
Fuck you
The rest of America, stand up
We love our military, and we love our country
But, we fuckin' hate Trump
 

Miriam Sings The Lullaby

Hush now, my baby
Be still, love, don't cry
Sleep as you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember my last lullaby
So I'll be with you when you dream
 

Let The Feelings Go

[Verse 1]
Even when your heart is aching
Even when the clouds are fading I won't let you down
I will be around
You gotta let it go
Let the feelings grow
Don't need to run away
You gotta understand
I'll be here 'til the end
I'm here to stay

[Chorusx2]
Let the feelings go
Let the feelings go when the music starts
'cause it feeds your soul
When the moon is bright then the feeling's right
deep in your soul

[Verse 2]
Even when your heart is aching
Even when the clouds are fading I won't let you down
I will be around
You gotta let it go
Let the feelings grow
Don't need to run away
You gotta understand
I'll be here 'til the end
I'm here to stay

Oh
Uh oh
(x4)

[Chorus x4]

Oh
Uh oh

Oh
Uh oh

The Cartographers

They stared blindly at the midnight sky,
struggled to read between the starry lines
to account for what they couldn’t see
they wrote tales of wonder and deceit:
 
A gracefully constructed atlas,
framed with leaves of gold
constellations shining like a gift of sight
navigating through the given path
 
We’re blindfolded as we join the dance
Don’t you believe them,
their work is based on lies
common illusions, a kingdom in the sky
 
But I’ll go further
I’ll go beyond the veil
and draw the corners of the universe.