Lyrics:
fills
Up with fumes and roaring engines and
Blurred movement it's chaos
And at the center of it all is
Meek, by this time completely awake
And in his
Fart 1, Fart 2, Fart 3
They're long streams of pure poetry, formed by as many searchable keywords as possible
This is where the work transcends
Every
Smoker session live resin 24/7
Ya, 27 tryna reach an empty heaven
Tired every fucking second
momentarily engraved
And we‘ll be back for seconds don‘t you worry now
It‘s all just temporary
I give in
Chain me down
Human Being
Lingered on
All is lost
One
seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
You and I both know what this means
I want you hold me with without holding me to these extremes
Why can't we just sit back and let it play out
temporary
Is the very best thing about this
The very best thing about this life
There was panic by the roses
There was panic by the roses
There was panic
The future’s waiting, why you stopping when the light is green?
The same colour the planet is losing every second
Just like humanity disappearing 24/7
And I
seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
and jewelry
I don't like where I'm headin' like I'm leadin' to my eulogy (Nah)
But my watch is still tickin', 7 seconds 'til a newer me
All my life searchin'
it and this is how we do it, yeah
I gotta get it
Never regret it the second I said it
It's so fucking pathetic
Your etiquette murder your predicate
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4,
Dripping in my tn’s
Lifted off the weed
I’m feeling like a demon
Always keep it real
I never need to pretend
Is this your girl here?
Coz she slipping in my
fuckin' won
Man I really won
So now you got to learn your lesson
Now I'm goin' big
Now I'm goin' up
I'm boutta get this paper baby
So here it is
Like
I
is, bruh aye
You know me i went down
Seven years of my life
Of motherfuckers hating me for saying Beyoncé
Had the best video hey baby
Let’s rock
give back every second
Pray for guidance on the 7's
Televise the revolution
Cuz, never again
No energy left to give this
I couldn't be more specific
He's
/4
And Lord knows the thing that worries me the most
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Is who yer don' it with
That's why, if you don't mind,
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I'd like to sing these
wanna let you know
We are temporary in this world
Second verse let's go
Logging in, logging out
It's time for your payday but hey you gotta pay some
Every minute is wasted time
She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye
This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough
I could use
To the lapel of my dress
I swallow this is it
The door to the left of the
Clerk's temporary desk is open
I can feel the bodies of
The other families behind us
anyplace
And if that sounds heretical, my source is
Pretty good: Matthew, Five to Seven
The Sermon on the Mount
You haven't found any answers for
Yourself
Speaking like I'm brainless
Temporary faces
Pass by me
Like a ghost inside the matrix
Speaking like I'm brainless
Temporary faces
Pass by me
Like
i'm at
Pluto probably back in the back, where he fucking
I know this whole shit won't last
Pluto grew up off temporary loving
I know that this temporary
Rest in peace my nigga
How we taking shit for granted
When this life is barely even yours
And now you vagabond
Funny they tagged along
Back when you had
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