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something I need black fits on me casually I just need my space to breath a little give  me time to breath.

we love the way we lie that's why evil never

this
Don't let this opportunity slip by
Feels like magic
Like a blessing from above
I swear, it's tragic
That there's still space between us
So let's get

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

delicate.
The spaces have always been created by the gentle and caring,
To be later filled by bullies and egotists.
We can try to fill those spaces with

a place to hide, we fly
 
In a bid to find
The meaning of everyday life
But at the speed of light
All happy moments slide by

Weren't we born to pierce

She seen how I drip now she say she want taste
Stay down then I found my way
I can tell how to feel by they faces
The racks know I wipe it off
No

longer in the times 

False comforts plague conviction 

Never blinded by the light

Never deafened by the screams

Never shaken by explosions

Steams

Death by steel
Such empyreal
Through the annals
Of history

From the start of time
Spear tip blade in hand
The thrill of the kill sublime
Steel

at a Claire's by the way that I pierce shit I leave a hole in niggas
I told dem boy I was up when they see that shit happen I tell em I told them niggas
Real deal

I'm in the friend-zone knowing that I'm wasting my time
But at the same time, all you do is run through my mind
And now my brain says you gotta start

a little time
To make everything feel like it's alright
To make you feel like you're up in the sky
Lost in the clouds
With this way that I've been feeling
I

I used to do 
Some spaces that I’ve walked by
You’re almost here and I know
This time you will not pass by

I am on my way 
Through space dimensions

Space Cowboy

Jamiroquai

Top of the Pops [Sony]

1995

Now, this is the return of the space cowboy
He's got that, he's got that interplanetary, good
Good vibe zone

Oh, good times, hard times, good vibes,

Space Cowboy

Jamiroquai

The Return of the Space Cowboy

1994

Now, this is the return of the space cowboy
He's got that, he's got that interplanetary, good
Good vibe zone

Oh, good times, hard times, good vibes,

the warriors through endless time 
Make demons run and black out the sun
With our blades by our side all demons will die

We are the Warriors through endless

cause I need my space (Said I need my space)
Yeah (Cuz I need my space)

Taking the xans I can't relax 
Sipping on drank it's time too relapse
Gotta bad

Floating around, feeling the south
Think I need this place
Hold my hand, don't let go of my hand
Now look me in the face
Space walking, space walking, hate

Spark
Pants by Chrome Heart
Tart
Stank kitty tart
Smart with the green
Marc Smart
Narc
Yellow badge like Bart

Geeking jaded faded just because

through this peephole
And pierce me, as peers see
I'm not who I ought to... be
Cause in this state, I'm bout as frail as a feather
That's often weathered by

times 10
Fire out my mouth like I'm spitting cayenne
As I release more songs, I release my stress
Can't copy my bars, they're not easy to digest
Pierce

you to the ends of time

How much more can you take
You're dying alone, lifeless in space
An innerverse where truth still lies
Seal the past and close

I remember waking up with rain on my face
Sun shining through the clouds came to hold the pain of my space
I was feeling sad leaving the only that

When the rain is pouring, and your in a dark place
When your crowded and you don't have a time or space
Ima be right by ya
Ima be right by ya
Ima be

tin can
I've got better things to do with my time
Then be stuck in a satellite jam

Road rage, road rage in the space age
Road rage, road rage in

through a black hole that just opened trying to stay focused
My 3rd eye just opened but it's 3 in the morning just closed it
Trying to master this space