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Immortal Technique
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Crimes Of The Heart
[Verse 1]
I turned 21 in prison, locked up at night
Now I walk around free, it seems like another life
Another role with some other dice
Another hole or a loving wife?
People come and go
Some really you never know
Interlectual midgets that really never grow
Fake love that hangs on like, can I hold you though?
With no friends that look at you like, yo, yeah I told you so
A toast to the broken hearted, who never finished what they fucking started
People who go out and try to be a rebel at night
Who try to make up for the fact that they settled in life
It's like a fight between the devil and christ over the limelight
Spiritual celebrity poker, but the whole deck is full of jokers
And every year that you get older, the stakes get higher
Gambling with a bunch of fakes and liars
Real talk cos the real New York is the pain and the suffering of lost love
Staring off into the distance of the mist in the club
Depression and emptiness that lead to suicide
And the struggle inside yourself that keeps you alive
Surviving medicated, stalked by sobriety
The life you live now, tortured by memories violently
I pray inside of me that one day you can be forgiven
For murdering the beautiful world in we used to live in
[Verse 2]
Love doesn't need a complicated metaphor
And sometimes, nothing even needs to be said at all
Sometimes the person you with is not your one and only
And you just fuck with them 'cause you afraid to be lonely
And when you come back, it's too late
So you overcompensate like victims of rape for the self hate
Lost in the affection of strangers arround you
Instead of the only person who ever gave a fuck about you
Thought you were happy, so you didn't come check me
But then when he cheated or treated you incorrectly
You conviniently realised that you could never forget me
And tried to crawl back in my life, unexpectedly
These are my indictments of those who claim to be righteous
And leave a trail of broken hearts on they way to enlightment
But I can't give in to hatred and pass judgement
Even towards every illusion I've been in love with
Cause the heart that betrays itself willingly
Is like a nation that trades freedom for stability
It's so seductive to be cold and corrupted
And isolated, trying to be an independent republic
But liberty, to be loved on the surface is worthless
The sacrafice of revolution with no purpose
Take it from a criminal searching for his redemption
Cursing the god, desperately trying to get his attention
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