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Rasaq - More Like You lyrics
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 then 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
 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 counselling position
 Posture remaining unchristian, slouching down so low I'm missing
 Caverns and taverns where I sought my refuge
 Stood in the foyer of the brothel
 Messing with sin, gripping 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 orifice
 Complex as Oedipus left in my mouth a taste of distrust
 Lust for flesh and bone, but ain't no angels in the 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 thinking mechanical
 Puffing on them botanicals, every second so critical
 Bored with the human language, anguish beat on my mental
 Fuckin' with chemicals, sick as the appetites of cannibals
 Far away they shoot a laser from a computer
 It ricochets off of satellite panels to a missile silo in Cuba
 Eyes behold catastrophe, foreseen 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 of the deep end while I was sleepin'
 Men be leaping off ledges when their women leave for the weekend
 The mind's an asylum dialing help lines repeatedly
 Pushing 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
 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








