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What is it about mystery that fascinates the best of us?
Presses us to answer the questions that life addresses us…
It’s like we’re never content...Until our heads combust
Fueled by the voracious temptations of what we’ve yet to touch…
What is it that possesses us to always guess so much?
To mess with stuff that we have no business amending just…
To check what happens...Or maybe to impress a judge…
Or possibly to stop the breeding of aggressive bugs…
What makes a starving artist continue to try his hardest
When all of the critics tell him his inventions suck?
What makes some folks invest their bucks in music that suggests to us
That a women’s only purpose is to undress and fuck?
While the gifted emcees are left outside of the fence to rust…
What makes those millions of white kids obsessed with thugs
That they have little in common with?
Or let’s discuss…
The motivation that causes hobos and vagrants and other
Susceptible homo sapiens to get led to drugs…
Only to end up stressed…Depressed and stuck in a
Dreaded dead end lifestyle giving possessions up
Or on the street with a cup…Giving off an offensive musk…
It must be the same thing that gets us spend it up
Whenever we see something that we don’t have and attempt to clutch…
Whether it’s a small item or an expensive truck…
There’s something there that pesters us until we’re set to bust
And it starts to feel like your chest is crushed…
I guess we figure that we can never be blessed enough
And so we quintuple our defense budget every year even though
We have enough weapons to turn Tehran into a speck of dust…
Here is my opinion…You can be my guest to fuss…
If you disagree but please give me a second cause’
I wanna’ give it every shred of my attention…Plus…
You might just learn a thing or two so show respects and hush…
The reason human beings will never be content to trust
Is cause’ everything we feel that we don’t know is a threat to us…
And so our curiosity constantly pressures us to test our luck…
And often times the side-effects are rough…
Some don’t want to deal with those and thus request a crutch…
For instance religion because dealing with death is tough…
But for the rest of us this need to know is bred in us
And it will never flee until we’re cremated or dead in crust…
What is it about mystery that fascinates the best of us?
Presses us to answer the questions that life addresses us…
It’s like we’re never content...Until our heads combust
Fueled by the voracious temptations of what we’ve yet to touch…
Presses us to answer the questions that life addresses us…
It’s like we’re never content...Until our heads combust
Fueled by the voracious temptations of what we’ve yet to touch…
What is it that possesses us to always guess so much?
To mess with stuff that we have no business amending just…
To check what happens...Or maybe to impress a judge…
Or possibly to stop the breeding of aggressive bugs…
What makes a starving artist continue to try his hardest
When all of the critics tell him his inventions suck?
What makes some folks invest their bucks in music that suggests to us
That a women’s only purpose is to undress and fuck?
While the gifted emcees are left outside of the fence to rust…
What makes those millions of white kids obsessed with thugs
That they have little in common with?
Or let’s discuss…
The motivation that causes hobos and vagrants and other
Susceptible homo sapiens to get led to drugs…
Only to end up stressed…Depressed and stuck in a
Dreaded dead end lifestyle giving possessions up
Or on the street with a cup…Giving off an offensive musk…
It must be the same thing that gets us spend it up
Whenever we see something that we don’t have and attempt to clutch…
Whether it’s a small item or an expensive truck…
There’s something there that pesters us until we’re set to bust
And it starts to feel like your chest is crushed…
I guess we figure that we can never be blessed enough
And so we quintuple our defense budget every year even though
We have enough weapons to turn Tehran into a speck of dust…
Here is my opinion…You can be my guest to fuss…
If you disagree but please give me a second cause’
I wanna’ give it every shred of my attention…Plus…
You might just learn a thing or two so show respects and hush…
The reason human beings will never be content to trust
Is cause’ everything we feel that we don’t know is a threat to us…
And so our curiosity constantly pressures us to test our luck…
And often times the side-effects are rough…
Some don’t want to deal with those and thus request a crutch…
For instance religion because dealing with death is tough…
But for the rest of us this need to know is bred in us
And it will never flee until we’re cremated or dead in crust…
What is it about mystery that fascinates the best of us?
Presses us to answer the questions that life addresses us…
It’s like we’re never content...Until our heads combust
Fueled by the voracious temptations of what we’ve yet to touch…