Fingerings (Explicit)- Bill Hughes

Untold Truths by Sassy J
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The trumpet sounds 
and I feel like sinking in Lost triumph
in the darkness shadowy ink
Trying to unpack the puzzle in shaded mints
She is a bint… their voices whisper, eyes asquint
A print adjoined in ambivalent checkpoints glint
Colluded repetitions, reputations banging hints
Hash fainted feints fades, my mind soak pour point
The frozen brain submerge and tortured to gunpoint
The manipulation of institutional tutored intuitions
Stationed to subjective ablutions, diffused absolutions
We are limited with constructed constitution obligations
I break the rules but the rules even break me more
Is it a matter of right or wrong? The good and the bad
A moral dilated accumulated articulation diffusions
Aggregated social orders and roles, ruling sheep to ships
Is this a matter of democracy or autocracy? The many, the one
Together lets invigilate and violate to uncover untold truths


Untold Truths (Written by Sassy J)

Let's Tell Them Lies - Sassy J
(as read by Bill Hughes)

News flash and we smash, crumbling down
Bad news manipulates, vile voices rule towns 
Good news sinks in mews,faring corporations
Our lives merged in knots, culminated frenzy
Hegel theorised thesis, antithesis, synthesis
They create problems, us solutions, their result
Created clones crafted classed canned conned

What is the problem? I ask, we ask
Wide eyed in precipice visualizing patterns
Carefully sewn, coated and patched manifestos
Blinding the masses, all drugged and defeated 
Staggering as if high, stoned and drooling deceit

What is the solution? I ask, they ask
Autonomous in anonymity, box us in panic 
Ribboning fire on the non-existence obloquy
Our minds locked to penetrate, to consume bias
The uninformed coitus that branches humanity

What is the final result? I ask, we ask
The elevated draconian are upcased a notch
Them sat on the top staircase, prided in crowns
In stages, crowds stooged, events likes dominos 
The innocent disabled, ill defined,we time-worn

Let’s stroll way back down the memory lane
Let’s slain the mud clayed on humanly eyes
Let’s strike! Been humane is the only power
We  got to stroll, to slain, to strike the entity


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