Lyrics:
of me
Visible for all to see
How did I even get here? Where do I begin?
I let some drama get inside my head, quite a limitation
Chasing after it inside my
the creativity of the human race
So that's why when the stars are out
They're visible
But when the lights are out
They're invisible
When I wind up my watch I start
to save the human race from the fucking Nazi plague
It's Project 161 on their way to Aldebaran
I am not sure it will be fun
161, Hip Hip Hooray. I just
Kick along (5x)
A kick is a hip wit hop
A pep wit step like the floor is hot
I project a lot so you can use every kick you got
But
of Haleys comet
Shake the chords of earth make a euro-volacanic vomit
Ebonic with sonic waves that blaze the human flesh
It flames extra-terrestrial it's time
Lights off
Lights on
Coma
Tried one
Woke up dreamin
Maybe I'm still sleepin
Alive
Faking
Mannequin in the making
Human condition
Got 2020 vision
pale skin again, again, again yeah
Not all my wounds are visible to the human mired eye
Out the tree you've paradoxed me yeah
Left on my own a sadness
It's like your touch
Are feelings aren't expressible through words
That's why I pour up
When your not visible cause I feel disturbed
Honestly I'm
Project zero mortals
Going out like dodo
Know it's so immoral
Beg to stay immortal
I don't give a fuck though
Project zero mortals
Going out like
Z
In dream house I once was untraced
Visible in scream house a new practice space
The chill gets you losing again
Incidentally which pill will
From a distance, far from human sight
Across the horizon, where the sun begins to rise
Visible images seen by the warrior's eye
Standing firm, waiting
in the burning kitchen dining room was not only visible to Congressional investigators, it was even visible to home viewers. So was the gunfire behind
when they can't do the same
But this shit simple get to Grittin and i promise
You'll find a lane
I know they hate me yea visible
And how tf these niggas
The project was taken up by sculptor Gutzon Borglum, who was inspired by the idea of creating a "Shrine of Democracy" that would celebrate the country's history
drugged out, this is bugged out!
Half of the projects is dead or locked up,
Kids getting kidnapped and then found chopped up.
Human abortion create
What's going on?
My neighborhood don't look so good
I'll find a way out.. yeah, I would if I could,
But the government is doing a project...
So I
never be able to fuck with a human
I would never be able to fuck with a human
I would never be able to fuck with a human
I would never be able to fuck
to the human heart
Put a frame around the scene
So I can admire its immortal sheen
And project my lust from afar
Where no other people are
Truth is rife
In
Sights nobody's
Ever seen before
Preparing to see
A place humans have yet to explore
"The Mars Project" was the name they gave it
For the mission to that
They ain’t see as no humans they see as objects
We was living in the section 8 call it the projects
Conversations, getting out was always the topic
Though it's hard to admit that
I am an ongoing project
A story in the making
A work in progress
A basic human being
Sometimes it's hard
To run the mile
Expectation causes fear
That holds you down and traps you here
Anxiety riddled
Stuck feeling belittled
I’m not going to be your project person
I don’t want
tell you things I've been telling my therapist?
What if my pain shows up as visible bruises?
Will you start to notice?
Will you finally see that I am
an advocate of fighting for the happy
As long as happy isn't harmful to another human soul
But that's rough like drawing lines with sticks on concrete not so
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