Lyrics:
no limits to the music we can make
To broad for some horizons when I rise like landscape
Refute advances from the lands of Saint Augustine
Mansions
survival
Late night, Valhalla, roll it out the bible
914, every corner store got a nigga with the raw
Just bring your straw
Piff by the Oâ??s, pussy
Written
Fake
What am I saying
That's life online
I am on
Wake up
Cooking that
Cake up
Anyone else
Let's take this time
Always
No rush
Ya' I know what's mine
Aye
Still sipping this drank
Come now I know you all feelin' the same
Aye
Still sipping this drank
Not feeling enough better roll up the dank
Me and OA
Fire, I Burnt My Fire, On A Cold And Silent Water, I Burnt My Fire
Landscapes, I Erased Landscapes, Blinded By A Wind, With No Voice
Searching For
wit me
Stick the landing like a gymnast
But I cannot trust her intentions
Naw
Ima head out
Ain't no time for the fake
I can't dwell on my mistakes
[Originally by Bjork]
All these accidents,
That happen,
Follow the dot,
Coincidence,
Makes sense,
Only with you,
You don't have to speak,
I feel.
farewell to the lights
Meanwhile, I'll be right by your side
Hey, at the end of it all, don't be shy
We've got nothing to lose, so why
With the world at our
swinging by?
I thought that I would die but you changed my mind
Wo-oa-oh
Hey, miss murder can I
Thank you for swinging by?
I thought that I would die but
at bruv?
I've been alive in a dark place
Manifesting no bad luck
Let's fucking drive in this car chase
Two steps, by my side
Imma go back until I get it
ain't right
Without by my side girl I wanna die
Cause you up on my mind for the sleepless nights
No shawty I can never let you go
But it's never enough
tell me no sky’s the limit
Cause when it’s fourth and inches that’s when you supposed to get it
When you get the chance you surround yourself by
Meet me down alone by the river
Ready the boat we push off at sunset
No regrets just clear empty spaces
One last look, prepare yourself hold
Little Bess.
So no wonder he grew pale
When he heard the cowboy's tale
Of the men that he'd seen murdered
There at Rocky Run
Sure as there's a God above
I
with the night
Withering dandelions are scattered in the wind
And right there by a gateway, no! I can't believe the sight.
Someone is standing there
Back on the roads yea I need me my bready
Hit me on tele if you got a Debby
Talking bout Td Oa Chevy
Got me a Walker think her name Betty
I Be
Cold air on my face
Trembling but I still walk to you
No shame or disgrace
Thinking about our last talk
You told me to run
Run away with you
I was
Over the moor of mist and through valleys of fate
I fly on my voyage through this moonlit landscape
Of re-emerged figments of imagination
I am
a creation that is a ghost in mind miles and miles of the dead but alive I wander in the desert landscape Formed by the hands of evil I hear the bell chime
Thinkin' bout all the times that I tried to be myself
Maybe I just never understood what that meant
Even though I've tried no one really seems
greed
If we can't stop taking
More than we need
Across the fractured the landscape
I see the same things
Tired ideas
Birds without wings
wrists severed
I walk face-first through the sex, drugs, and church
With wild things that make Maurice Sendak question his early works
But no hostages, no
the night
Withering dandelions are scattered in the wind
And right there by a gateway, no! I can't believe the sight.
Someone is standing there in a silver
keep on running
Or planning the escape
No matter where we find ourselves
It’s heartbreak and landscape
So, we should have been fighting
Tooth and nail
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