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Do you believe in having your own
300 Spartans by your side
All the time, by your side
Honestly, I'm fine with just three
It's small but I know they'll stay
I'll win my war, I'll win my war
This bowl you're holding is filled with living things & creatures
and its grounds are where the heavens placed you
To be taught, to be tested, and to choose
I don't think you get it
But, it's not hard to figure out
when you're behind that layered mask,
that I told you to put away
You won't listen and I won't care
Grab my sword, place my helmet
I'll point you out
I'm sorry I don't believe what you believe
And I learned, then I searched, passed the test and then I chose
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Kids Are Stupid
02:51
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Kids are filling their heads with useless stuff & things they show on the TV
They don't know what else to be unless they take advice from the TV
Is that how far you guys can go?
There are many opportunities in this world, outside the home, outside the TV
I wonder why kids suck these days, they're yelling and bitching and screaming
It's because they fill their heads with stupid shit they get from the TV
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Eeyagi One
01:46
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I saw that my house was white,
It was bigger than the other space where I grew, where I grew up
It was fall, I was happy (I always told myself that)
Inside the treehouse where I sat & laughed that year
What year? It was year 2001 when I learned that people were so different, they were strange, and they were not the same
I never understood them, they stared and snickered about the clothes I wore everyday, I wore everyday
I shouldn't have cared but I felt hurt
But growing up with these people was the best thing that has happened to me, for me
If I ever stayed back in the same place, I would've never gone to the place where I stand today
This was Long Island for me, thank fucking god
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I had a friend who helped me put some lights up in my room
My messy room, my messy room
These look like mountains
These mountains look too steep
These mountains look distorted
These mountains look distorted & steep
But, I got through
I like this wall better than that bare, white wall
The bare white wall, the bare white wall
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Eeyagi Two
03:53
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For breakfast, I ate your smile and the way you talked to me & to others
For lunch, around three, I had your happy thoughts, your sad thoughts, and your angry tantrums too
Then, I had your clothes
They were hard to chew so I cut them up into little tiny pieces
For dinner, I ate what you were and some of what you are now
Do you have anything else I can have?
I hoped to be like you
But, now my taste buds start to linger, they start to linger
Ate too fast & I choked on everything
and I threw up, I threw up
all over the goddamn streets
I guess that's it
Chewed parts of you
Spit some out
and you chewed parts of me
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Trip Letter
04:46
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It was the time of year when a new soul comes flying near for me and my aching heart, my lonely heart
It happens every year
I always think it's the right special one
And every time they let me down
but, this time, I let one down
We planned a trip, but really wasn't set
So it was something that was left to the side
That day finally came, I was rushing
and I lost my mind
Forgot the most important piece
of this ride, Oh no
I'm stacking a pile of letters in my head
They're of apologies and all the tears I've shed
At the end, I want to pack it in a song
It's sincere, self-written, and I hope you sing along
With me
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