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There’s clearly a line that has nothing to do
with whether or not you get paid
Enjoy the pleasures and passions of life
And don't be ashamed of yourself
Our priorities are all messed up and we fear they'll stay that

way.

The peace you're searching for is located in the premises of

the Paper Tiger.

The eyes in a photograph looking at you
Get an idea to sell what you love
The pornographer's money can sing you to sleep
Baring their teeth, out of tune.
Our priorities are all messed up and we fear they'll stay that

way.

The peace you're searching for is located in the premises of

the Paper Tiger.

So, thank you to everyone
Who has ever contributed.
Ideas jump from brain to brain.
Exchanging gifts for guns.
We're a troupe of animals
We're a parasitic meme
Deconstructed then reborn
To achieve the desired result.

Allowing variety where there is need
A shaking of hands where it counts
We relinquish control at the start
When we accepted the terms that were made
Our priorities are all messed up and we fear they'll stay that

way.

The peace you're searching for is located in the premises of

the Paper Tiger.

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from Minus (experimental One Month Album), released February 2, 2016
R. Mitson

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