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Rapid Enrapture

from AllOne & The Room by AllOne & The Room

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An analysis of manufactured poisons. The adversaries least respected pose the largest threat. A seemingly petty concern becomes a wake-up call. A call to arms to abandon addiction, coping mechanisms, and endorsing a will to live healthily.

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Jostle the Nos nozzle, guzzle then Full Throttle.
Raw now! Bawls out model wear worn out hearts on bottles.
Infared bullets hostile, Redline-of-fire-at-william-tell-tale-heart-attack colossal,
Monstrous cardiaccupuncture, struck nerves where Samson locks and loaded
posed supposed impermeable patriarch impossibly impounded in hospital
when pounding imposes obstacles. I never even stopped or slowed,
Ironically chose to Vault control enacting problem cope like lots of those
alcoholic dopes who get lost in mopes and hop in boats in awful hopes
that Hopps will float their ship in a bottle dose noxious zone.
Enough literature, my jitters mature and I can't sit still or endure
pure attentiveness as I'm ingesting questionable measurements of beverage adrenaline.
Adrenaline peddling success and then getting immensely energetic again,
injecting can contents ebbing and flowing incredibly growing
Redbull controlling Jolt bolts provoke nodes over-stoked like colts bolt.
Intensity swelling, welling, propelling indelible speed
dispelling drowsiness compelling rowdiness developing astounding sprint
heart-beat-boxing cacophony symphony constantly into me.
Encouraging flourishing worrying hurrying scurrying
Convulse rates pulse race most days no delay go break
boundaries found degrees of power needs endowed with speed
addictions insisting to enlist quick mix to inflict quick fix
rip this chrysalis meddle of this metamorphosis.
Butterfly-knife-effect cut to the chaser,
cutting my life in half rush to the later.
Caffeine fiend freak phenom
vitamin B's breed bleak beats wrong
taurine touring tore me...
detox...crash...need lots...fast.
Twixt cans dried up,
it blasts my pumps,
kiss ass "bye" son,
give fam my love!
this can't quite come
shit, damn life's fun!
"live fast die young"?
Nixed plan, I'm done.

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from AllOne & The Room, track released January 7, 2011
AllOne: Lyrics, Vocals
Dan Sollazzo: Bass
Michael Setteducati: Drums
Michael Korb: Guitar

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Left-field rapper, slam poet, singer/songwriter, and author Bruce Pandolfo from Long Island.
Creating to connect. Obsessively exploring and creating art as healing and growing.

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