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[Sintax] Just another one of god's little building blocks i guess Do my best to bail out my chest, My back to bake your progress I can only guess what i might be when i grow up Maybe saturate the earth if me and oxygen hook up Maybe fuel a rocket ship so that kids can learn to dream Got fire in my bones and so i'm prone to blow off steam I'm the breath of the sun, from its lung to far flung Got isotopes to poke fun and compounds to become But wait, what have you done? feel the burn that overcomes In the plume of my cloud; death to bloom so well endowed Just to shake the earth apart you plan to make my heart to break Scorch the earth and burn my memory with the lives you made me take Coz i'm hydrogen, heaven or hell within my walls Hold my breath and seek peace each time humanity calls And you can call it elementary Blend with symmetry Periodically we all come together Like it was meant to be [Listener] Through the pressure, i take what you give me and create diamonds Shining when the smoke clears from all the violence Choking out life when it's begging with arms open Sneaking out lungs suffocating without holding Punishing brain cells when i speak my straight prose Say how i'm taking o2's innocence as i boast Rain on the aftermath like cold wind in the desert To send chemical baths starting your growth spurt Drafting out plans to deliver the right reason Stifling life and changing with all seasons I'll be the carbon copy, graphite and on paper Crystallizing oxygen that burns into vapor [Manchild] Yo, my very presence is a beacon speaking through the dark Hearkening hardened hearts and those so far apart to step inside And my reason for being is just to shine bright, and that's my right But evil men confine me to bar signs and steal my limelight So many find sight beneath my reds, blues and greens Love, brawls, crime-scenes amongst the many things that i've seen When i'm large on broadway, main attraction type of program My trance will pacify and catch your eyes like butterflies Wonder why under my glow all the hookers look so pretty Yo i guess all the time they sit with me from here to sin city I see past them as they please on the street corners where they work I illuminate so bright, i see they souls and they hurt I seen adulterous affairs in all the motels where i work I might burst into tears if i don't die laughing first My name is neon; i glow, i flash, i dim, i flicker I hypnotize the world with some words in a picture [Freddie bruno] The dark matter that can't be created or destroyed Existed when time began as a pointless void At the ignition of gunpowder i become airborne And reconfigure anatomy like i was liz claiborne A non-malleable metal that covers your date I'm the impeccable toxin on your china in place I've been a prisoners accessory from armory to weaponry Paperweight to deadweight to keys to treasuries I'm a guide to magnetism, a basis for stationary A library of rudimentary sound queries Profound theories and my series of relevance Seated at the table of periodic elements [Playdough] From outskirts of outbursts before shouts burst You must intake what's emitted from the plants and the trees Me, i've been around and pounded by the lung Responsible for breath control on songs sung The final exhale for the lives that diminish To the last push on christ's words when it was finished From obscure to the obvious I obtained and occupy this whole sky My oh my i fly, but offhand It's odd i could sink the mighty men, me and hydrogen Make it official we combine for the ocean And i send the oscillating breeze so please I outlast and outshine while you're outlined in some chalk I just walk through orbit, the rest of them forfeit I'm outward searching for some lungs for courtship So you could abort ship and scorch it Then i most enjoy when hearts overflow, Coz i supply the fuel for songs to overthrow The flesh we override, it's best to coincide With the one who that you, so we flow through with o2 Hook [x4]: [And] you can call it elementary Blend with symmetry Periodically we all come together Like it was meant to be
Writer(s): Dan R. Smith, David Washington, Doug Krum, Greg Owens, Joe Brewer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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