Boy I swear I cannot manage the eternally savage
That swerve from there bad habits that germ in the addict
I said it seems too see through my eyes catch everything
Back into the eye rus blank papyrus Supplied us...
With a motive and means, I could run out a stream
Now check whose got something more to say
To add to the tone turned to monotonous
I could resurrect bones on my fossil disk
Now I'm zoned, uniformed, in a form
Can you pixalate the eye of the storm
Can you stone the spirit who has survived turmoil
I sit with the sticks and I sink in the soil
That had grown grey gravy, Kissed Green Gaia
Sift Down Hit round mixed stiff saliva so that Imma
I'm the illest, I proudly proclaim
Cause earth's fertile turfs have denounced my name
So I stand stone, on the throne of the kings
That speak in a stance something they've yet live
Something so mean I have yet to forgive
Something so mild it's not even a sting
Something so mild it's not even a sting
Something so mild it's not even a sting
Something so mild it's not even a stingAnd the pan flute beacons, it calls me out
To reverberate and rain down in a drought
I can't figure out what will poise the bend
Shit
Aint it funny how us meager men
Get to fighting get so frightened
Fire Lightning Washing waves of Peace
Constrict the sore till it tore the lease
Well this ones tossed to breeze
And the other whole piece sanctumed to the sea
I remove the plea, lose my luck of key, not guilty
Of the webs we weave, not guilty of the webs we weave
Of the webs Of the webs.. SO DESINOUSDid I mention they are an extension
Of the slide show, divine show, I breath, exhale,
Time ticks set sails, did you notice through the whiskey breath, the journey isn't finished yet, the function of the ocean depths is to save the weary sole that lept.... floundered from his seat, into the sea of secrets kept, feeling the frigid, turned black in a minute, back to no limits, no limits, no limits, Forever Steady SINKING
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