Lyrics:
and Britt-Marie
Beverly, Karen, and Stephanie
My Sci-Fi projection
Into fantasy
Dimensions so remote
Do they think about me
beating up that bitch
She’s beating up my angel tell that nigga shut the fuck
These bitches act a fool, fall in love with fake projections
In love with
Breaking free from your projections
Won't be molded by your lies
Time to open up your eyes
No more silent subjugation
I'm not your perfect creation
Watch me
I been going to sleep all my life
And just finally once in my life
I'm just starting to wake up from the dream
Dreaming (Dreaming)
Astral projection
existence
Created to kill
Reborn from the dead
Reborn from blasphemy
Reborn from hate
Reborn from lust
Possession
Projections of madness
Terror
Lunatic
damned
To chambers
Of echoes
And egos
To wither
In slumber
And worship
Eternal
Shameless perfection
Distorted projections
Monuments erected
Resemble
perhaps im in an other plane
mind projection into the dark
must not bleed or scream as
the dark figures will approach so quickly
with not a chance of escape
It's a hologram
The universe, I mean
Physical reality is a hologram created
By overlapping projections of contrary yet complimentary information
the air from my lungs and listen for her gun to scream
Can anyone really tell me if anything that I feel is reality
Or am I stuck in a cruel projection
us in the loss of the soul by self-centeredness
Out of this circle
Fly our ethereal being in the astral projection
Living with the joy that flows
From
my life instead
Film projection
Hour glass
Nothing more and nothing less
This might all be a test
Of the voices in my head
So turn on your radio
Just a bunch of reflections
But it's also a bunch of projections, too
Sometimes I feel like it's more that than the former
Even to that point
of what ifs
No fear of rejection
No ugly projection
It's a grift
That I don't intend or want to defend
I just want to send my regards
And walk 'round
the wound, you make the salve with your own two bleeding hands
We're hopelessly infatuated with dim projections in fog
(Our) mind has confusedly built them,
machine
An instant account the relevancy
Rejection it's written
In stone time travel
Projection taking the mind
To places off the beaten path
Nostalgia
chest
Keep moving like, "What's next?"
"Yes, and?"
Now, I'm so done with caring
What you think, no, I won't hide
Underneath your own projections
of your petty afflictions carry on
Reserved now; projections dissolve on the wall
A head high and no try is less than any one
No return is granted to all
to getting famous
Or rejection
Pardon us for being standoff-ish
Pardon my projections
Every wall's completely covered
Completely covered
Pardon my projection
Are child predators
Projection much?
They can eat my whole dick
This is brought to you by the same damn party
That alleged sex trafficker Matt Gaetz
Wash away what no longer serves me
All the projections and falsities
All the things that were piled on me
Wash away all the things I had to be
mental
The cuddlization of mind
Dropping perceptions, astral projections
Transcending through time
to pass us by
Wandered streets
With our heads held high
Yet we paid no mind...
Distorted projections
Of security lay bare
On the faces of our
Dispersion
It's a spectrum of
The things we love
Projections in a cinema
Through you
It feels like a dawn in fall
When sun rays hit the glass
The crystal guts
chest
Keep moving like, "What's next?"
"Yes, and?"
Now, I'm so done with caring
What you think, no, I won't hide
Underneath your own projections
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