Lyrics:
the start, where does it end
A mission made by morning he would journey under the sun
Approach the road he never chose, to what he might have done
Target
far from Kevin no reply
Another day in America, another day in the life
Another day in America, another day in the life
Another day in America,
No way out - Suicide
No way out - Suicide
Help me, I must reach the border
I run from the keepers of order
They have locked me up just for
Papa know the apple ain't far from the tree
Ugh
I feel godly
Feel Godly
Yah
I'm sorry
Yah
I'm not sorry
But I'm godly
Look
Slow down when you approach me
If I'm not a fraudster I will be Robber
I will rob you,adore you then take from you
I have never be packer fan
But the way am far from home
You
Autumn came to an end
And the first snow began to fall
Balder's face was clouded
The dreams of warning had called
His mother sought oaths
From all
Worm storm is short and fat.
I represent the underdog you know my steez
I'm represented by a label in the overseas
Yo Amsterdam yes I am the man got
From a far
So nonchalantly encompassing The spirit of Garvey
Race first, separate from the Enemy and the ideology of White supremacy, thats just
and modest test me and them fists will talk
I've traveled cities far and wide, I guess you'd say I drift a lot
I'm from the land of Breaking Bad, that's DUI's
away
Escape from all this misery and put an end to all the pain
I wanna fly far far away
If i jump from sky high spread my wings will i fly
I wanna fly
Born from the skies
Clear as the thunder sounds
Branches of worlds
Too far to hear the ground
I was chasing truth, tell me do you feel it
The change
would protect me shield me from every harm
Through every storm blurred moments when things didn't make since
Them dark days sleepless nights the constant
reason
Your heart broken to pieces
A curse by your own doing
You were swayed from the path of light
Tempted to give your soul away
Trapped in the land
I believed, but here I am looking back
To when I jumped that runaway train
In the eye of the storm
I turned to face the harm
Never knew this kinda
jaw
When there's worse crimes in town they ain't gotta look far
They're buildin up a curfew so you can't see the stars
And confiscate ya cannabis, nah
a dove
I'd fly away and rest
I'd fly far away, to the quietness
Of wilderness
How quickly I'd escape
From the wild storm of hatred
For you have ransomed
business
Trying to confirm, if I'm Muslim or Christian
Born in addiction, affliction and pain
Trapped in a storm, performed in the rain
The blood
I was getting bullied
Back in ninth grade
Ten years later same
Niggas duckin fades from me
Daddy was low key my greatest
Teacher
But he aint
you from harm
They say love is endless our hearts have been kissed
By the waltz of the angels and far beyond this
my circumferance
It’s like traveling the seven seas
And last without a compass
Lured in by the sirens
I’m Poseidon spitting violent storms
I’m here
Prepare yourself to catch a verse from the big purse
Rotate the megahertz where you heard it first
The perpendicular said none similar
of a kind
Left with its starving reporters
Crook to kill, saint to swarm
No doubt can interfere
A wired will this well worn
Taught to turn from the storm
Rid
approach goes outta fashion
Hooray, stem my storm from hot toddies
Molten hot bodies allocated
By altar sitting, altered shitting, fat fucks
To whom I happen
before calm
Old lovers, they won't venture far
Freedom's a draught from a door left ajar
Wrapped in her breathing he
Stares at the stars
Old lovers won't
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