Lyrics:
and hit the ground
So hard, I hardly speak
No talking bout my origin
Leading my hunger like Victor or Bean
If all of my acts of kindness are unseen
Being
But the moment of his arrival is not the time
et him talk first
Never complain if he does not take you out to dinner or other pleasant entertainments
But the moment of his arrival is not the time
et him talk first
Never complain if he does not take you out to dinner or other pleasant entertainments
mind.
Yet, this time it's different - confused, undisciplined!
They are of the same origin - this you can somehow feel how and why is unclear,
Intense is
than Earth
You're the origin
You are more than birth
You're more than beautiful
You're everything to me
It's not the way that you move
It's not
words
Buried a long time ago, somewhere lost
They force to make an act of contrition
But still this is the empty gesture
Awakening - the origin of pain
I
To the origin of despair
Reality is what come first
Attempt to see through my eyes
Careless and senseless devotion
Nothingness is a part of me
The origin, the precise meaning of my prayer
Is to adapt and carry your own crucifix
I've spend time slaving over the cooker
Being observed by the onlooker
moving furtively in the gloom, keeping ever just out of the illuminatory radias of our campfire.
By the time I had brought my rifle to bear, they had
way
Forged metal that fakes through it's beauty
Shining on a coin shining on your face
At the right time the new will be past
A new road again
Th.
The air and almost the entire surface is now under their control.
Research on the origin of the ship indicates
That it might be related
man some crew straight wrecked shit
And ain't that 'bout a bitch? Got jacked in Oregon that's my
Origin fuck around and now you'll never snore again
is covered in deepest blackness
Mankind falls into chaos
Everything returns to it's origins
I use a wand of silver
To draw the lines in the air
A feeling like your left behind
The door is closed and you're confined
To everything you've done a thousand times
You're setting weaker every day
is the mode
Save the drama for your mama, coma or hit the road
It's time to get on down
With that God Sound (2x)
[ VERSE 2: Vex ]
Yo, I was born in
In origin we exist
With button eyes, in frailty we persist
Defenseless in our cocoon
Into the chaos thrown, helplessly immune
Just keep moving,
the masquerade, avoid the linear
The reason is often inferior
The origin, nothing but build-up
I speak from experience
Even if glass half-full equals you
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