Trapped in the Shayla funk - Excorism Known to do wonders for the beat - Urism Say what in the Shayla funk - Excorism Known to do wonders for the beat - Urism
Shayla worked in a factory She wasn't history. She's just a number One day she gets her final pay And she goes far away
Green trees call to me I am free but life is so cheap Scenery is still outside of me All alone, trapped by its beauty
Shayla turned to run away To leave in peace and end her stay Years of fear were in her way Lost in space and down she came
Suddenly some subtle entity Some cosmic energy brushed her like shadows Down here we stop to wonder Cars on the freeway. Bright lights and thunder
Trapped in the Shayla funk - Excorism Known to do wonders for the beat - Urism Say what in the Shayla funk - Excorism Known to do wonders for the beat - Urism
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