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the last of that oxygen (Oxygen)
I gasped for some air (Some air)
I'm grasping the last of it (Last of it)
I've been on this surface so long (Surface)
I may

while everybody eyein'
Add to that a constant fear of dyin'
By gunshot wound, or other violent type of endings
I kept a tough demeanor on the surface

Surface pain you thought you managed
Tattoo memories I love the feeling of the ink
The color it bleeds
Am I outta my mind
This is a different vibe
Am I

the vibrance
I just - cannot believe that I haven't flatlined
I'm down by a hundred points it's only halftime
Is there a comeback brewing
Better run that through

Aye, way she act might be perfect
She ain't average, make it clap when she twerking
Aye, love what's under the surface
Know a real one when I see it,

through the surface
Hold me now, is that alright?

Cold coffee in the morning by your cigarettes
Did you forget?
I might have seen the worst in you last

Your eyes, fill up as I let go
This time, our melody fades I the hall
Consumed by grief beneath the surface
Weather tares down, as you find the sun

nuh get shot clip drop out a it
dream last night dream last night
a gun appeared to me and every man dead by it

nightmare come to pass gee them a move

I was a prisoner to myself
I was a maker of my chains
I was shackled by the things I thought I wanted
I thought they made me free
I didn't see their

me around to bring me down

Bring me down and bury me
Below the surface's where I'll be
Dig a hole, put me in, close the door, not scaring me
By

and other worldly knowledge
And brief military training on covert operations

Some people thought I was weird
Some people wanted to be by me at all times

But

Undertow
Sinking slow
Undertow

I'm free at last
My thoughts collapse
It's all a dream beneath the surface
I'm fading fast
The darkest past
No

fucking nightmares so please get up
I am free
I just want to be feeling back again, myself
Deliver me from this
One last shot
And then I'll be away
One last

one to last me to the grave
I cast off their surface repose
Mine lies inside wherever I may roam
Not of this race or world
At the time of this writing

the surface of the sun
While you're rocking stunner shades
I'm in Hell shoving flames while
You're sweating summer days
I'm the son of Satan, son of Sam
Sicker

and do me
Nothin to prove
I give my shit away free
I just wanna groove to a different beat
Tired of being told what to think
I aint goin back to jail
Aint

something that has past
My love, my love
Hiraeth at last

Under the surface
A body breathes
Every inch filling with water
For it's missing piece

Not far from

A message all around when my mind is free Speaking in whispers thrown from the wind Out from my surroundings calling out to me  Haunted by the canopy of green

Hymn of the Big Wheel

Massive Attack

The Fan

1996

the most in a lead-free zone
Down within the shadows where the factories drone
On the surface of the wheel they build another town
And so the green come

When the burden of the dead spills to the living
The corporate machine continues under a pseudonym
The last gasp for free air for the ones in

don't so they don't know what hits the surface

(Last night a boy by the name of Frankie Bauers was found in his backyard, hung)

Eyes open, barely

Free will lets us penetrate its surface

Everything happening on earth has a higher purpose

Disharmony on a lower level is harmony on a higher frequency

within this one room eight by four
I'll never ask for much I'll only ask for more
And as our love is do I'll turn and say to you
We are the last

So you say you're willing to
break out and spend your last day with me
ther's deep mountains to climb
and still you want to walk by my side

ref.