Lyrics:
let's get these bags in bulk (Let's get it)
While we craft a cult, shaping the fashion pulse
Fly on any runway, never needed clearance
Even if I know you,
Far beyond my god's intention
Shaping you and changing me
Was this not supposed to be
Alchemy, alchemy
Twisting, changing, rearranging
With every pulse
the concrete, only wishing I could. Too many times I crack at the sight of myself shaping into molds. Such a vagrant I am, burnt by this lifetime, on it drags.
Of all the hearts in the world
I've only one to give
So insecure, a desperate pulse
Racing to Your embrace
That You could want me and seek me
Is
The sky's silken weave
Our fingers were clouds
Gently shaping our belief
Holy Moses
A path that's unchosen
A path of roses to a bed
Young love composes
you shaping nooses
Sixty minutes of excuses
Airwaves and wire service
Trying to make me nervous
Your problem's overrated
Your headaches are
knew my soul was shaping
Something greater I couldn't withdraw
A heavy battle on spirit never bury these scars
Subtle reminders that help me
Circumvent
there's not a lot of pain
Mother pleading, Mom we found you
There's no going after dark
Twisted, tangled
Shaping re into my chest
These bollocks scratch
don't you be talking hell
Thinking going negative
Outward perception of time
How's it shaping
Mind escaping like the victim
Heart breaking for this
the songs riffing
The basis for liberation on the outstanding path
Building confidence shaping the expansion graph
Must be antimatter cause if you over
shade of red
Pulses right through my head
Baby
If you're here with me
And we're holding each other's hands
We don't need a plan
If ya be my man
Nothing
the beat, feel the pulse of the time
Songs against battle cries
When I see the pictures of Vietnam
I can hear Jimi´s Machine Gun
James Brown was no smooth
Within the tapestry of life, our saga begins to weave
In every thread, our purpose starts to cleave
Drifting through oceans of joy and pain
Shaping
Bonnie and Clyde look like a simple couple
I choose to deal with the problems that's facing me
Hands like a sculptor, I'm the only one that's shaping me
to bow than keep these knees locked tight;
Tight like the rivets in my skin.
My pulse reverberates through this malleable shell,
With scars from
Sometimes I see the pulse
Numb I feel,
So unreal.
Blood on my lips I taste the heavy lead.
What can I find behind the mirror,
I'll never know.
Sometimes I see the pulse
numb I feel,
so unreal.
Blood on my lips I taste the heavy lead.
What can I find behind the mirror,
I'll never know.
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