To return is to bring something. I have everything & nothing. Such ugly lifestyle's we have now, abroad turnt roundabouts. Cycles make us? No. Habits break us. From addiction to freedom, whats the difference between them? One so sweet & succulent, the other so green and pungent. Can you tell me wise observer just who is who? Or which is what? For lack there better of, I reiterate this in the form of young love. Two doves, one pure, one innocent. One is innovation the other inclination. Both aren't real, just figments of time, space, matter and math. So I tell you this, do not let your ears fall on decadent brass, all it takes is the right lass or lad to be left upset, in debt, alone & pitch black. Find the art within the flow, equality ain't equity, yet none of us know. So I stand here in remote control, bound by my talent, saying freedom & addiction depend on what day you're havin'

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