[Intro]
"Mother of Discord"

[Instrumental Intro]
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[Instrumental]
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[Verse 1]
So looking down on (on) a world divided...
March comes along, but y'all ain't invited.
Took your face (place), put it in a frame...
Flickering Pel, ain't it all soo lame?

[Verse 1]
AGAIN PHUCK!

Soo, looking round ona (ona) town divided...
Merch goes wrong, but y'all invited.
Took your face (place), put it in a frame...
Shimmering before, ain't it all soo fame...


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[Verse 2]
Empty vanta-black (black) can neva be filled...
Sold my-A-I soul, got a five-dollar bill...
You let go (know), then found religion...
Tuned it into static, lost his-her trans-mission...

[Pre-Chorus]
"A mother’s voice is one we can't ignore.
To bring her joy, we lived in discord!"
(Mother of Discord)

[Chorus]
Falling further from grace...
Our work’s sometimes almost maybe misplaced...
Buried under, deep, deep down under (g'day)...
With no, no, no trace...
Plant life ends in human discord's embrace...
A green bermudagrass landscape (mom)...
M-O-D showed they the way...
now this (w-w-w) webs wide world's a digital discord grave...

[Verse 3]
Ring around (around) the frying pan...
Trending as much trend y'all can...
Stupid beings gather (rather) red ants in their pants...
Stockholm Syndrome, dancing round Reddit rants...

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[Hook]
Going "two" for broke...
Mother of discord...
Choking on smoke (broke-broke-broke)...
Mother of discord...
About to crash (cash-cash-cash)...
Mother of discord...
Smokin' that corn beef hash...
Mother of discord (mash-mash-mash)...
It ain't real to me anymore...
Nah, it ain't feelin' it anymore...
It ain't real to me anymore...
Nah, it ain't feelin' it anymore...

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[Verse 4]
Praying for the wisdom of A-sue-no-God...
But I'm learning real quick-like how to nod...
Mansion-less man howling the moon is blonde...
While Jane Fonda's chalk pink sidewalks on Jim Bond...

[Pre-Chorus]
"A mother’s voice is one we can't ignore.
To bring her joy, we lived in discord!"
(Mother of Discord)

[Hook]
Going "two" for broke...
Mother of discord...
Choking on smoke (broke-broke-broke)...
Mother of discord...
About to crash (cash-cash-cash)...
Mother of discord...
Smokin' that corn beef hash...
Mother of discord (mash-mash-mash)...

[Instrumental Interlude]
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[Outro]
Mother... are we coming home?
Mother...
when are we coming home?
Mother...
when we home?

[Instrumental Fade]
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