Lyrics:
lust
Roots are growing to become the dust
That glorifies the seal of landmarks
Ancient shadows that now must die
Memories crafted by the pioneers
I am
(It feels so real)
(Am I dreaming?)
Lucid dancing through the trees
Count down your memories
Mean more than what they seem
Time stands still upon
all this
Despite all times that I brought you to see the sea
To see me in a bed made out of feels
No fears, just trees, if can't feel me
Gimme a call
the shadow world
In your slumber, I creep through depressive nightmares
Wield the death axe I strike at your contemptuous head
You are reviled by me but I now
find neither berry nor sloe The ground is as hard as a stone, I am almost buried in snow. Come give me a slice of your bread, And let me come in by your
I am the Rose of Sharon and the lily of the valleys
I will spread my petals for the rays of sunshine
I will grow, oh, so beautiful, so ancient,
me, leave LA, we'll take it day by day,
All alone, here I am, by the phone, understand
It's not too late, what are you waiting for
If you need me,
of my soul
Born to rebel
I'm the black James Dean of the underground
Yelling at shows
Like rallys in Cali, I blow rhyme under the trees
Wanabees talk shit
Adiós
Adiós
Adiós to your afternoon
'Cause tonight I will be forever
Following the colosseum moon
Into a certain room
Adiós
Adiós
I am
time I will give you mine
Come to me, again
This time...
I've been quizzing all the trees
One by one
What they know of your alchemy, please
Cause
a thousand feet high To Sir, with love The time has come for closing books and long last looks must end And as I leave I know that I am leaving my best friend
is is one more color now
A basket of apples by the back door
Beneath the sweater pegs
The autumn leaves lift along the street
A pair of dancing legs
for unreal wounds
And I bleed for unreal wounds
And I still run away from myself everyday
And I bleed for unreal wounds
You lived by my side
Long
the country
You're feeling better
I am just lonely
Call on my form
To make you feel power
I will be your kind
I will be your flower
I will be your
where i want it
And shot it blood bath
A mechanic and his missus got
Some business with an annie
I know i am in mourning but
Im horny for her fanny
Her
weigh
Heavy on my mind
And the days they pass
They go by much too fast
Am I running out of time?
I wait
For the perfect job, for money trees
For
I have a destiny, I have a vision dear
It's as translucent and rain and glass are clear
I am a problem girl, I have a habit old
If I got silver
Because I always am concerned about black people
But if I'm blacker than black, let it be
Cos God created me
A black man
Gave me this black skin
That my
I closed my eyes in bed just dreamt on
then hypnotized by stars just climb on
The moon says “hey pass me a gun”
I wore my hat of velvet salmon
they care not about fellow men
They would die first
Than give an helping hand
So I ask
If we all were created by the same God
Or molded from the same
When I drop you off
I can feel it sink
Like a cinder block
Tied to my feet
Beneath the trees
By the fountain in the park
There's a hole so deep
apology
Like the way I am and I won't undergo lobotomy
Wouldn't change a thing cuz every part of me's a part of me
If you couldn't tell then ya'll should
had to keep the speakers down
No uber we manuevering the city, im cruising getting litty i got sumn to roll
And metaphorically i am orally the deepest
Five-thirty AM
The earth is still wet
The Table's been set
The day is awakening
And so are we
You tie each bow twice
And push yourself up
I don't
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