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Lava Glaciers

Childish Gambino

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2014

My mind goes round like a roundabout
Whistles and sings
Darker than darkest night
Sweeter than spring

Yeah mysterious (Mysterious), my mermaids are

when its raining outside
In the moonlight
She's a cool night owl
Been awake for days now
Stuck on a roundabout
Just scratching the surface
Wait till

I think about what else I can do for us like each day
Complacent ain't in my language, hey
I'm only up (don't look down)
I'm fucking up (you humble

love
When I was losing fast
I was awakened by the dream
She was the love for me
The first and last
And all that I remembered
Was the roundabout only

store

You didn't know me

The good old english language
Is what I was taught to speak
But soon I realized everyone else was doing it too
And I didn't

The lyrical sniper, whoever catching this slug brainless
Poetic imagery; Lyricism's the love language
I just can't live without it; I'm way too clever
When you

the world in six days you really think that’s true?
Performing mad dabbage eat a head of cabbage
If you don’t speak bars then I don’t know your language
Don’t

Blue skies, no traffic lights, just roundabouts
Sunny, sunny days, and at the time it was my happy place and
No internet connection, aye
I don't

really no place that you can place this
But it's a necessary evil
And we need to speak the language if we wanna reach the people
This shit has helped me

roundabout
Supermodel star chick like Naomi Campbell
Kisses on your neck is my love language
She got many likes on her pics on the insta
Babygirl knows all her

a satellite
Don't say that we're in the same lane
This ain't an interstate; this a roundabout
Only fuck with the gang (Gang)
I'm talking about inner circles

to the Edge" by Yes I sing
Go around roundabout just like ring
Keep the English language with the words
Don't make them thick, just make them blurred
Flying

boohoo
It's onomatopoeia whenever I'm with you
Haha, oh-no, woohoo
It's onomatopoeia whenever I'm with you

No need to google translate the language

which I was involved - and the Lord said, Behold
The people are one, and they have all one language
And this they begin to do; and nothing will

Be

a roundabout way, Frizzle is loudest
I don't mean volume, but the way you hear my brainwaves
Caving to the pressure, I'm a slave to the same strain
Taking

Watching youth fade away through tear stained window panes
Long before roundabout days of chasing petty fame
And way before obsession with perfection came

Quartet

Melvin Van Peebles

Don't Play Us Cheap

And all that I remembered
Was the roundabout only to believe in you

iii Who Was The First
(Anderson Howe Wakeman Bruford)
Who was the first to show

the short-lived match
Of an unshrunk patch in the bellow's edge
On the iron lungs of our language

A by-now acquired a fern with a cigarette burn
In a basket

could not even breathe. 
Anxiety the parasite it robbed me, left me marooned on an island on a motorway roundabout I slept with the cold a soggy copy

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They’re building a new roundabout,
Will anybody ever get out,
Our neck of the woods?

Some chapters that you never knew,
I wore a t-shirt in