Cunninlynguists Missing Children Lyrics

Missing Children Lyrics

f/ Braille



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[Intro]

On my way to find myself again I have come a long long from home to see
(x3)

Ha Braille, a little louder



[Braille]

My last breath echoes through your oxygen suppy

You not find, I've never been, who I claim

You can't tame the lion when it breaks out of it's cage

Once it breaks out, all over my face

Put your breaks on stop the motion

Robotic movements, rusted by the rain of my Father

Splashin' water out of gates

Flood to the surface of my lyrical percentage

Verbally aggressive, abusive attendance

Unexplained anger slaps my style senseless

How dare I mention mistakes and intentions

Another, star in my collection

The stars I've collected, fell from the sky

I keep fallin', who let my hopes rise?

No parrish ? to provide safety take me

Away from this shallow tide, from the shallow minds

The walls keep closin' in, I've opened every door

The hinges just always squeak (aaah)

I need to loosen up, put it all behind me

And if you're searchin' lost is where you'll find me



[Deacon the Villian]

October 27th 1995

The say I found out my sister was no longer alive

Now, I'm the oldest sibling

with her no longer living on this say day

Decided to give up my bad ways

And to be a model for my younger sister

Wasn't the dumbest ____

But my education was just car heists, burglury, urban liqour

The sort of fingers being curved on triggers

And I knew for certain if I continued

Living life all simple

Jail would be the only institution I'd be able to get into

So I laced by boots

Hit the books, flip from crook

Hopped over my obstacles like rocks skipped on brooks

Music became my medication

Motivation for meditation

Far better than any perscription my man was makin'

Sometimes my head be shakin'

Wondering how my life would be

If things never changed, then she could be beside me

But I disreguard the hypothetics

Won't let stress slice my lettuce

Theoreticaly, she just moved on ahead of me

So my life's patterned across the same finsh line

Live right any part of me that's insane is put to rhyme

Occassionally flames took to pine

Sometimes looked for wine

When I'm in bines I grab the Holy Book to find

A Revelation to raise me out of this metal mess

And remember my life being blessed

Isn't coincidentalness

A simple test we face daily can drive us crazy

Missing Children the confused adults lostin' hope

A noose from rope can dead it

But I won't let it take over me

Got somebody on my soul's shoulder lookin' over me