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Harakiri As Placebo

from Complex Warrior by Apex

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Crack my back/begin the bait smack
Little minnow river swimmer you dinner for bigger litters
Critter nothing but a spitter language laced with incoherence
Double dutch Danny the dookie devil with rum punch

It's a drunk brunch/Battle royale bully style beatdown
Scythe neck stitches your britches are broken bitches
Velveteen rabbit

Get it
When toys become real
(Children book rap)
Stuff the bill up your gills with patterns of broken shills
It's kill or be killed
Physical is never real
Even death can take a breath
Even life is full of strife

Knife dance round tables/with Lancelot power
Sinking hour after hour into mercenary talents
But valence is still a basis
For people to stay in stasis
Never moving from the chair
While your hair travels the bases

First you think you're safe
Then second you stole with haste
but a third of your mind is saying
Run for home base ace

Head to lost space
The space in my dead head
Goddess of the sun shine light
On this dead zed

It's Apex
Chillin deep with the whales of the sea, sense
Echoes of the lost tryin to see if they make sense
I don't make cents or dollars for that matter
But I'll splatter patterns vivid as visions of D mothers tatters

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from Complex Warrior, released August 31, 2014

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Apex Victoria, British Columbia

a·pex
/ˈāpeks/

"The top or highest part of something, the peak"

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