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Mr. J. Medeiros - The Measure
(from the album The Art of Broken Glass EP)
© copyright 2009

When all I feel is pain
And all Iíve ever known has changed
All in time
I know I know I know
That this is mine to own
When all I feel is shame
And all Iíve ever hoped to gain
Falls in line
I know I Know I know
That this is my time to grow

Dead or alive these presidents will never represent me
Whether a rented Bentley leather seats canít measure me as man correctly
If ever treasure tempt me I handle the pressure sent me
Heightened thrill the pleasure met thee iron will Heaven lent me
I am still your brethren said he will you defend me said she
Who rules the bread we empty enemies turn friends to envy
The worst of ends defend means who curse the land and further
Reversing man to when he first had used his hands to murder
Unearthing plans to merger ego and moral rogue
Some words advance the curser just below the moral code
I search for answers worthy trust me on this normal road
Lust leads like a cancer turning us from what weíve always known
Be the dust in a box a floral home reading the crux on your rock
ďIím all aloneĒ, skip the formal tone sin is not our calling
Though our skins forever falling know within there lives a dawning

When all I feel is pain
And all Iíve ever known has changed
All in time
I know I know I know
That this is mine to own
When all I feel is shame
And all Iíve ever hoped to gain
Falls in line
I know I Know I know
That this is my time to grow

But now we caught between these alleys and gates sallyís who salivate us
Walking through these valleyís with weight rallied to validate us
These calibers calculate us clocking our every move
Leaving calendars palpitated the shot and the exit wound
The cop and the arrested goon the plot stopping
The mop swapped for Glock poppin the pot cropping
Invested tunes in rested tombs left dead to whom
To nobody but the breast and womb
Dressed for noon the high rise sun show
The gun show the 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 go
The mind blower the line lower to sign over
Nickel and dime roller for fist pack so kiss that
The sadomasochistic wish rap I sit back and ask why they given it back in ash What they living sacked and passed for the kids crack in glass
Got them diggin in the trash in an act for the cash

When all I feel is pain
And all Iíve ever known has changed
All in time
I know I know I know
That this is mine to own
When all I feel is shame
And all Iíve ever hoped to gain
Falls in line
I know I Know I know
That this is my time to grow