And One - Hybrid Theory EP

Where should I start?
 Disjointed heart
 I've got no commitment
 To my own flesh and blood
 Left all alone
 Far from my home
 No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, I
 Keep it locked up inside
 Cannot express
 To the point I've regressed
 Anger's a gift, then I guess I've been blessed, I
 Keep it locked up inside
 Keep my distance from your lies
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 It's too late to love me now
 You have never shown me
 It's too late to love me now
 You don't even know me
 Breaking a part of my heart to find release
 Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
 Breaking a part of my heart to find release
 Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
 Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)
 Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)
 Breaking a part of my heart to find release (down)
 Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
 Keep it locked up inside
 Keep my distance from your lies
 Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)
 Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)
 Breaking a part of my heart to find release (down)
 Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
 Breaking a part of my heart to find release
 Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
 Breaking a part of my heart to find release
 Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
 Keep my distance
 Keep my distance
 Keep my distance
 Keep my distance
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 Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness
 Cryptic colloquialisms shift your mid rift
 Dog-paddle through a bog of shadows and smog
 With my thought catalog, analog, rap battle log
 Keep my distance, and fear resistance, hurt by persistence
 The twisted web of tangled lies
 Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
 And I'm forced to face these hate crimes
 Against the state of being feeling the weightlessness, press me to the ceiling
 Reeling around rooms, riding a bubble of sound
 Tuned to the frequency making your chest shake
 With every boom, involuntary muscle contraction
 Ignoring your neck's breaking, musical gas fume euphoria
 The sound pounds to make the dead flush
 To hand you a head rush with read rhymes and said stuff