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christening
They feeling the heat they know I'ma Pop I'm a call it blistering

Come to anyone strip and bubble i'm Making that flip
You never outside
I know you

words
Now that our love has gone

I know the chances of us meeting again are closer to none
But the heart wounds that you left are far more blistering

see into
The cold void
But I swear
On a whisper
That leads me
Leads me to the end
Makes me feel closer
In these eyes
Thoughts are blistering

in its pull
Where the lever was worn
And in the night in the blistering cold
The silo was torn and tainted
That's how I like it
Don't wanna sleep this

blistering

I can’t deal with the way you think 

Attitude with ripped baggy jeans 

You know you got holes 

In your fucking soul



Hook 



I don’t know if

This shit right here magnificent 
Spit that 47 at ya ear it start blistering

Cold militant bulldoze ya bricks for dissin
I ain't listen that chicken

peak
So ahead of my time
I made history
Feet, blistering, from
Deams being chase
But they, listening, from
The Bronx to The Bay
I ain't never feeling

The pale horse is beginning to starve
It won't be long until it devours us all
Cities will burn from the blistering sun
The man in black pays his

"Lord, have you taught me my lesson yet"
These fists have been blistering
Eighteen years, it ain't nearly enough
My aim is getting shaky
Hitting outside

blistering sun shows no mercy on this brawl
Let justice be done, though the heavens fall

Locked away, can't find a way
Wax melting 
Starts to weigh, on my

Follow the crowd
First you have to find them
Sneak up behind and surprise them
Casually browse
Through the Misery Index
Blistering speeds
Moving

We are trying to see the light
Escape this endless night
Burst the blistering darkness
With that pin prick of sight

We are trying to stay the course

of broken wings
The comfort that shelter brings

Fail to assuage
The shifting of rage
The blistering age

Fail to assuage
The shifting of rage
The blistering

Stuck in the house all day
Nowhere to go, nothing to say
I'd better trade my kingdom for a horse
Or a room outside
In the blistering cold

Echoing

Soak up the sun
It'll be great they said
My skin is turning blistering red
Harvesting a thousand trees
A thousand leaves
A thousand me's
Barely

Listerine
Put in so much work, my hands blistering
They know jit a king
Bow down, make them kiss ring
You don't want no smoke, we puffing shit like nicotine
I

ashes we wake
Blinded by light we now see
Darkness replenishes man
Exiting heaven I claim the dark replace the light
Ending the torment of blistering

taste of a life of sanctity
I feel the fire
Engulfed by the flames of disillusion
The hand of death
Seems to pull me in
I feel the fire
Blistering heat

with her hair undone
All I know is that the mother's here
In the blistering, August sun
She's missing out on the traditional meal
To plot her next

blistering my feet,
Bleeding gums holding up my teeth,
Even hard for me to breath,
When I think about who I need,
And I always want to talk but when we do I

voids and timeless rift
Eternity spent suspended in blistering bliss
Formless entity slumbered within a dense mist
A nightmare so foul It's horror abound

a Dylan song
walking on a blistering highway...

walking on a blistering highway
we ride the clouds of whining tears
we ride  sunflowers at the sunset
we

It's not like it used to be, ancient history
Why are we throwing those stones
Cold sweat and blistering, sounds like a plea to me
Don't just go

A blast in a blistering age, a smell of rot now floats,
cursed the following few, chemicals drop down burnt throat,
my heart has taken over me, I'm