I should have been have by now But, won't you take a look at me? And all the while you stray to your Place of strength A stubber throne carved from Ignorance & of misconception, Images of consequence bearing down The pain of your fallen idles So look around, look around. The poison pipers ashes black, yet, Liquid mother's child will play With his hand I share you all today Time & time always rewinding For those before there's no rewinding I still these pictures echoe lame, I tread the same.
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They won't you take that look at me I can't lift the blue from the sea. Once I was, but, now I am, I can bury the sun in sand. Lead by disillusioned state of mind Or a heresy lays your cards on line From one too many turns, you can't Treasure that which is left behind. Swallow word if not the pride for Living proof take the existential And for what goes around Comes around, around.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
