exact syllable matches

Francis, Leon

Askin, Howard St

 

but it's out of reach

just

tentacles

coming out of me

faucets

coming out of trees

 

cut it out of me

I'm

fucking out of here

a

girl without a dream

seen

her without her weave

 

run him out of here

I'm

runnin' down a dream

our thrall,

serving our needs

 

something flowery

 

the pigs out of here

 

the piss out of me

 

the shit out of me

scared

the shit outta me

after

us in our dreams

cook

us in our seats

God help

us, without latrines

this they

were without mercy

really isn't

working out, Hamid

A

world without mercy

 

wrung it out of me

with 1 extra syllable

The

circle is now complete

a

future without the seed

have his

judgment without mercy

Sharp,

naked without a sheath

be

opened without the key

of

over six thousand feet

only by

people without money

world and

touches its boundaries

 

vengeance without mercy

of

water in our streams

that

whisper in our ear

with 2 extra syllables

energy

conductor is now complete

 

Everyone, clear out of here

this,

expulsion without the heaves

of their co-

religionists down country