Lyrics:
dope had his balls
Got small methamphetimes with colors to be Cray-ola
Took the drunkest O-A, and let the X take shit over
No need to get juiced
The road... It's like it's propping up the horizon... So straight, so static, and there is no end to it. The desert landscape changes its colors
all the rockin? tunes
What ever happened to those rock ?n? roll days
Today go away too soon
Oh yes sir
Well I used to live in the country
Right by
the fury and I beheld the blasphemy
Monarch of demise in this god contempt
Of this murderous landscape
Handed down to me
Looking back to the gate fell
i just want the night, to gimme hangovers
by feather pillows, our best undercovers
chasing landscapes, we will take over
memories by faith, fuck
Over the moor of mist and through valleys of fate
I fly on my voyage through this moonlit landscape
of re-emerged figments of imagination
I am
Looking out the dirty old window,
Outside the cars in the city go rushing by,
I sit here alone and i wonder why
Friday night and everyones moving
I
don't need to check your baggage
I don't need to know your name
All I need to know is
By the time you arrive, you'll forever be changed
Fresh new
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
both hands
Not watch it fizzle at the bottom of a Coke can
And I got no plans for the weekend
So should we speak then? Keep it between friends?
both hands
Not watch it fizzle at the bottom of a Coke can
And I got no plans for the weekend
So should we speak then? Keep it between friends?
Taking some money
And making it double
These niggas show money
By still selling rubble
Can’t buy no 8ths
Weed by the shovel
I make the plays
Got team in
the chance to wander back,
Or own a kingÂ?s abode.
IÂ?d sooner see the hawthorn tree
By the Old Bog Road.
When I was young and restless
My mind was ill
dead when I'm no longer dear to you, don't wanna fear you and I can't be near you
Just can't be near to you
Just can't be near to you
Just can't be near
Still have bitter hearts
It's leaking inside
Words forgotten in time
Colours are the same
Distressed memories
Soar skyward again
There is almost no
face, mountains by my side, the desert air pulling the breath from my lungs
I've been making my way through a barren landscape,
Littered with remains
you're an OAS spy
Gonna shoot them as they go by
No cars, they won't stop
Won't stop for no one
Strolling down the highway
And I'm gonna get there my way
shadows...
God the enchanter,
A soul devourer
Seen holy only by the blinds,
But she is no more,
Thy will be done
From this chaos I rise
Enthroned god
up high…
While here, my, oh my, Christmas evening is still silently passing by…
Take me with you to the unknown land,
Now I’m ready, don’t hesitate
take her up high…
While here, my, oh my, Christmas evening is still silently passing by…
Take me with you to the unknown land,
Now I’m ready, don’t
You caught my eye and left my in awe
Slowly losing coordination and control
What i gotta do?
Nga na siséyé o baïsè oa "how you doing"
Ng'o poï ndé na
with some pantyhose
Over the mic so you don't know who I sound like
Executing those who record and bite to sound tight
It's not permitted by the right
by the throat
Gotta get a grip but I'm at the end of my rope
I'm not perfect, I know, I know
And if I had a spare moment
I'd probably loan it
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