Lyrics:
the baking soda whipping up kids
It's a drought without water, the soil can't crack
Water in the duals makes loud glass packs
My family know me by Earl
emptiness,
This soil’s for you and I.
Not at peace until the night I am with you,
Though I’ve Longed for it,
I cannot stand to know the truth...
(x3)
My
nothingness
Used up, worn out
Emptied of content
Exacerbated by man's gluttony
Human instinct of self-destruction
Earth now a lifeless sphere
Earth
banks and vomits soil into the mouth
As thunder breaks the silence, a young child cries!
Between the night and the days first light the leaders made
it's the one thing
That lets me know that I'm still breathing
Blindly, drowned by black diamonds and material things
It wasted me
Accompanied by half-wit
increment
Yet we only scantly yield
Increment by increment
We bare far too few
Our futures escape from view
Better tend to your own soil
Never mind; don't
them pies
I'm taking this rap shit serious, to my demise
Jay shit's like cake mix, watch me rise
Basics in the basement, wasted
Asking my dog for
I'm craving for the summer
But it's always stuck in spring
And nothing's ever blooming
Maybe this soil's not for me
So, I'm moving on and out
I'm
Cause a woman's gotta make a stand somewhere
Foolishly I wasted all my life on the glitter of the grind night life
Afraid they let my heart strings tie
stood still
Time is cruel, it passes us by
Without a warning, without a sign
It messes with your mind, infinite times
You can never get out of the line
in her shoe
Ran along side the wasted tracks
Hem pins darted her calves
Can't ignore the train
One spoiled girl with the tidiest apology
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
English language courses
While they struggle with the a b c of heart
And I confess
That all I've learnt
Has been learnt a million times
By every empty heart
The curves on your canvas as symmetry or wasted space
It feels the same as...
But there's something so loud about this quiet south side apartment
Because
the gospel soil at Jonestown
Our party employs no politician
Our feuds are not commissioned
We may not eat tonight
We've sharpened our teeth,
your blood
wasted tears
Wasted tears
i surrender on my own
waking up or falling down
it is all that i need
I will survive by myself
But i don't need
Hey, Sara, would you trust I don't compare you
To those girls you say you're scared of, who lay by the pool
And I promise when I say this I am
of this world blogged away rituals
Have the romantics disappeared, embarrassed by their own genitals
Like a sadness felt in department stores full of wasted
I'm a worm, slithering out your ear
I'm rotten, the filth of the earth
Crushed by the pain and dread
And it feels like Sludge
Defeated and down
ever green.
I'm with you once more under the stars,
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they
And I’m caught inside my wounds
Deeper than my own two hands can mend
But holy is the broken ground on which we stand
So let our soil be tilled by
cngel, The Devil and Me
My city is dressed in black
With a heart of concrete and stone
Streets are held by a fighting hand
Her soul is flesh
I'm laying by the river, on a sunny afternoon
The glass of wine beside me, is the colour of the sun
Then the river moves inside me, and it all comes
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