The No Lyrics

	作曲 : Drucker
	A skeptic can be grown in no-time
	From the treated torso of anyone torn in two.
	And in this era of the owned and indebted who,
	The means to do so safely surround you
	An average amount of artificial light is needed,
	Not unlike that of a public school system cell's ceiling
	Raw water from the tap, and it ought to be,
	American for its most doubtful properties
	But in order to properly,
	Grow yourself a skeptic solemnly.
	You must. Honestly…
	Kill ‘em with the no.
	Q: They call it cope
	A: What's working man's hope
	They call it (the No)
	A skeptic can be grown best
	From the torn-in-two torso of a dead politician
	Somehow so perfect for the unscience and precisions of skeptic making.
	Since they possess the perfect blend of empty and
	taking one needs in life to go all dark in death…
	And in the shell of what's left, gradually the darkened
	goner mind sets to spark once again, with all the needs of moral men,
	And somehow none of its wants...
	Bent without blood, meant or remembrance,
	Returning from what's absence with nothing but vengeance
	Are the skeptics…
	The sharp dark teeth of bread water and last sleep interrupted…
	What would you say up in the no-face of famous?
	When you crash you'll know where you plane is…
	The no place of an ache egg waits
	When you crash into the no-fame of all ash

	zuo qu : Drucker
	A skeptic can be grown in notime
	From the treated torso of anyone torn in two.
	And in this era of the owned and indebted who,
	The means to do so safely surround you
	An average amount of artificial light is needed,
	Not unlike that of a public school system cell' s ceiling
	Raw water from the tap, and it ought to be,
	American for its most doubtful properties
	But in order to properly,
	Grow yourself a skeptic solemnly.
	You must. Honestly
	Kill ' em with the no.
	Q: They call it cope
	A: What' s working man' s hope
	They call it the No
	A skeptic can be grown best
	From the tornintwo torso of a dead politician
	Somehow so perfect for the unscience and precisions of skeptic making.
	Since they possess the perfect blend of empty and
	taking one needs in life to go all dark in death
	And in the shell of what' s left, gradually the darkened
	goner mind sets to spark once again, with all the needs of moral men,
	And somehow none of its wants...
	Bent without blood, meant or remembrance,
	Returning from what' s absence with nothing but vengeance
	Are the skeptics
	The sharp dark teeth of bread water and last sleep interrupted
	What would you say up in the noface of famous?
	When you crash you' ll know where you plane is
	The no place of an ache egg waits
	When you crash into the nofame of all ash

	zuò qǔ : Drucker
	A skeptic can be grown in notime
	From the treated torso of anyone torn in two.
	And in this era of the owned and indebted who,
	The means to do so safely surround you
	An average amount of artificial light is needed,
	Not unlike that of a public school system cell' s ceiling
	Raw water from the tap, and it ought to be,
	American for its most doubtful properties
	But in order to properly,
	Grow yourself a skeptic solemnly.
	You must. Honestly
	Kill ' em with the no.
	Q: They call it cope
	A: What' s working man' s hope
	They call it the No
	A skeptic can be grown best
	From the tornintwo torso of a dead politician
	Somehow so perfect for the unscience and precisions of skeptic making.
	Since they possess the perfect blend of empty and
	taking one needs in life to go all dark in death
	And in the shell of what' s left, gradually the darkened
	goner mind sets to spark once again, with all the needs of moral men,
	And somehow none of its wants...
	Bent without blood, meant or remembrance,
	Returning from what' s absence with nothing but vengeance
	Are the skeptics
	The sharp dark teeth of bread water and last sleep interrupted
	What would you say up in the noface of famous?
	When you crash you' ll know where you plane is
	The no place of an ache egg waits
	When you crash into the nofame of all ash

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