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The Plateau Words and Music by Carol Ann Blum, © 1990 Kyrie on this tense environment A day away from the twelve ounce testament Boom-boom the impact like a law carved in your face Consume the extract ‘til effiency’s erased That bad imposter of a race Then, the plateau This is where you lose me This is where you lose me baby This is where you throw me away I want to compose you and I Want to erase your smile Guru sonnet you baby Paint you and reject you and Inject you with some lies Fill you with attitudes and Make you a disguise Then, the plateau Too many choices two ostentatious voices in the Matter at hand to say that anything is planned Boom-boom the contract like reality defined Forge the contract after being wined and dined My favorite autograph’s unsigned Then, the plateau This is where you lose me This is where you lose me baby This is where you throw me away I want to compose you and I want to erase your smile Guru sonnet you baby Paint you and reject you and inject you with some lies Fill you with attitudes and make you a disguise Then, the plateau This is where you lose me This is where you lose me baby This is how to throw me away |
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