"Slave" genre: Alternative Hip Hop
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	..Break the Chains........... +-----"Crap tasted better before I realized why s**t stinks - every defacation a translation of my Will to will Freedom".....+ ---- ****(Special Note: click the "i" icon above and peep the lyric sheet)****
	CD: Vangel and Dorc: the Leaving Home EP Credits: vangel (vox), dorc (produc.)
	Story Behind the Song ......yes, very far behind..... Lyrics Slave oh desire-how you tire my wiring, hiring a new ego to control you came at such a high cost, I lost control of you at such a young age, accordingly-the first page of my biography would probably read like this: born into the abyss -of a misguided eyelid, I did I could with what I had - not bad for a human-, -being - a child growing up seeing only what I was supposed to, too close to object(s) in the mirror so material seemed larger than life-, -times of existence - my insistence on getting Nintendo -"a crescendo in my consumerism," a euphemism -always makes it seem better- "a pirate with tunnel vision in search on an intangible treasure, now it's not that desire's Bad- though a tad impressionable, questionable - whether my youthful longings were even my own, let it be known- the marketing campaign that claimed I'd be an individual-, -is the same umbilical that fed the girth of corporations ego's, I will no longer allow market society to affect my dialectical-, -festival of free speech - preach your pertanence else-, -where went the days when you had control over what your heart desired, I'm so tired of questioning the truth value of my syllogisms, be fore-warned - they can change wants into needs, my heart still bleeds when I crave re-run radiation, a fascinated fixation for the frivolous is my-grain(e)- "-against all growth playing host to accumulative wealth, mutilating self - a(past/pass)-time activity, my ability to now see vividly is cause for concern, the turning pages of my stages of development -display the evident, that I've been a slave -most all my life..... oh desire -how you tire my wiring, hiring a new ego to control you came at such a high cost, I lost control of you at such a young age, (I reflect on life to see the world through the eyes of a slave) (accordingly- the first page of biography would probably read like this.... "Been a slave most all my life..." I chose to be a slave - though the name "Dave" chose me, a holy transformation in to Vangel - hell to go through, I'd show you the scars - but healing is a beautiful process-, -now that objects of my interest lie in surplus self-investment, how the present -wreaks of the past -I can still taste my last indulgence in a BigMac attack, crap tasted better before I realized why shit stinks, every defecation a translation of my will to will freedom-, -from wanting - taunting myself with trivialities, my reality -that of a fallacy you called Fortune, "more than words"- the Extremely Bizarre Ride-that was my life-before I got the point- -of reference - to sentence the superficial with dam(n)-, -nations-inability to inform those born into slavery, I know it pays to be a good worker - I once had disposable incom(e)-, -ing wants - warping my willingness to stay focused, while attempting to shed the skin of the slave-like serpent who this: "Been a slave most all my life..."

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