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Purple star lights
Ocean dark skies
Past the Styx now
Our souls got in time
Faded contour lines
On your sublime
Face I'm holding now
Riding on a star

that in public that's embarrassing

(I'm talking bout that)
Long hair
Smoky eyes
4C
Contour lines
Coconut oil applied
Edges laid
Moisturized
Make me

This one roughs and this one cuts to size

Crops aligned
Along the contour lines
And we work and play through
Bookmatched days and finished puzzle nights

I'll never let you go
Line out my heart, contour
I'm burrowed on the floor
I can't catch my breathe no more

All those times you helped me
Sacrifice

Is there a way I can escape,
Forget this day every day?

I wanna feel like I could fly
I wanna feel a better way, yeah

Erase my contour
The lines

each contour and line,
A timeless companion, so refined.

Chorus
So here's to the mirror, a magical view,
A portal to the self, both old and new.
In your

you crossing Southern Alberta
Canola fields at harvest time
Looked like tumbleweeds all raked up into rows
Brown rusty contour lines
And there's not

dat bootay
Wanna ride dat bootay
Can I have dat bootay
Wanna ride dat bootay

Hour glass contour lines
Your cheeks are genuine
Then I see a flirt sign

My contour lines are faded
I'm better off starting from scratch
Redraw the lines into a better man
Replace the work of these broken hands

Wash my

The Contour lines all seem to match 
But the finer details begins to lack
My vision of you

How should I react
Well how do I react

Who that is,  who

on sketch pad
Contour lines my fellow comrades
Visual artist to a music artist
Feeling like Aesop Rock
Getting chopped down just to count my rings
The more

and trace
Your contour lines
Your atlas mind
The depth of texture
In your voice
Your eyes as look in mine
You say, “We’ve still got time”
We’ve still got time

From the air
Emerges a drone
A constant sound
A monotone

Above the ground
Echoing contours
Lines are traced
Creating scores

Through the static
By

pack a gat, so attack me
If you think you strong, then I'll put my niggas on
Cause you know my word is bond, contour
Lines is abnormal
Cause every time I

Contour lines and constellations
My regrets
Mapped out on arteries
It's not a temple, it's a lighthouse
Self-harm
I really like the ring to it
Self-harm
I

We harness strength to drive us on. 

The red brick heart, our fuel, our sun. 

 

We draw our lines from the contours of our,

History reminds us

rust
chock empty of contour
a preposterous line
and I'm dreaming of someday when I will be fine

life is wasted
on wishful thinkin'

this is where

Part two
Where is my mind, man?
Yo

Starry eyed, checking contour lines
Addicted to this universal feeling called life
Astronomy class, round here we

Braille

Anne Weiss

Braille

2003

to know what's so important
about reading maps raised up like hills?
You can memorize each contour line
and still get lost in touch like a true lover

Do It Up

Erick Sermon

No Pressure

1993

Stevie Wonder couldn't see it
I'm catchin wreck so beat it
Yo I contour my lines, to freak a funky rhyme
to fit you like a pair of Calvin Kleins
Mad

the waste uncover
Waste uncover
Contour the lines
Forget the family ties
Superficial enterprise
Followers to satisfy
Internet paradise
So Fingertips can

My Dream

Chuck Berry

All American Boy

with the style -
Of the house that I dream of;
That I'll build after a while.

The roof of it will have peak lines,
And contours that dip;
And form

technology
Teeth drawing the lines
Dog technology
Setting the contours
Dog technology
Teeth drawing the lines
Help me to extend my body
I need to get bigger

feel I know

I've been watching from the outside
So I didn't recognise
The contours and the lines
The floor plan and the layout
The staircase in