The Glorified Collector

Amplified the hidden dangers

The oracle and then he calls me

The invention in which he created is now for real

How could you expect nothing else?

Selfish enjoyment on the shelf

Call out the witchdoctor, I think he's going insane

It started with years full of drugs

Self graced in his own harm in his hood

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The glorified collector, infectious with law and order

And you're a parody of yourself

Story filled with plenty of fuel

It can go on and on and on

I don't understand why someone can't be seeing this

Are we all going in the same direction?