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Watch The Occurrence
by Srën Walkën
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I can give you love the older me would think is over me
The poetry was given by Apollo
All above the tree, that's you and me with nobody
Since we be getting hard to follow
Hard to see, I cross the bridge without a head
You can tell I be fucking with a hollow
Serve the molten sea my heart, my loss
I call the witch, I'm scared I forget your soprano
Praise your Lord and pray for order
Sorry your Lord, I know my faith really tribal
From the forests, from the fjords, I know the chords
You can't say you didn't hear my arrival
No denial, put your bible down
And speak to the spirits if you wanna hold the cycle
On my death, man, on my dialect
I wonder if this life really has a final
It's all in your eyes
All in your soul
All in your spirits
The old man dies
Wife lost paroles
But I bet you can hear it
So wash your appearance
Fuck a deterrence
And watch the occurrence
Don't fear it, put trust in the mirage
You see in the mirror
A fool man could cherish
Watch for the souls that be flying all around ya
Mind about your role
You are not a co-star, you are not the owner
But you're harder tho
Do it while you're sober, trust in your composure
You know how to stroll
Lower than the flowers, closer to the closure
It is how it goes
Take the barker, break a floorer
I don't leave the city, that's fake departure
Days are shorter, the nights are darker
Will I live to see it? I cross the quarter
Borrow the water to cross the border
Have I gave my honor to make a dollar?
Have I sold my soul for a greater ardor?
Hard to trust the altar, I make a blotter
Your ambrotype in my jacket
With the gun in my casket not to forget old habits
Fuck a bribe, I'm gon' have it
Trust on my balance
Lust and love inside of my palace
They said they saw a dead man walking, it was me
They were not who I thought I was being with
Damfino what it costs you to leave and what I've abandoned
I'm a sad bandit
I can give you love the older me would think is over me
The poetry was given by Apollo
All above the tree, that's you and me with nobody
Since we be getting hard to follow
Hard to see, I cross the bridge without a head
You can tell I be fucking with a hollow
Serve the molten sea my heart, my loss
I call the witch, I'm scared I forget your soprano
Praise your Lord and pray for order
Sorry your Lord, I know my faith really tribal
From the forests, from the fjords, I know the chords
You can't say you didn't hear my arrival
No denial, put your bible down
And speak to the spirits if you wanna hold the cycle
On my death, man, on my dialect
I wonder if this life really has a final
It's all in your eyes
All in your soul
All in your spirits
The old man dies
Wife lost paroles
But I bet you can hear it
So wash your appearance
Fuck a deterrence
And watch the occurrence
Don't fear it, put trust in the mirage
You see in the mirror
A fool man could cherish
Watch for the souls that be flying all around ya
Mind about your role
You are not a co-star, you are not the owner
But you're harder tho
Do it while you're sober, trust in your composure
You know how to stroll
Lower than the flowers, closer to the closure
It is how it goes
Take the barker, break a floorer
I don't leave the city, that's fake departure
Days are shorter, the nights are darker
Will I live to see it? I cross the quarter
Borrow the water to cross the border
Have I gave my honor to make a dollar?
Have I sold my soul for a greater ardor?
Hard to trust the altar, I make a blotter
Your ambrotype in my jacket
With the gun in my casket not to forget old habits
Fuck a bribe, I'm gon' have it
Trust on my balance
Lust and love inside of my palace
They said they saw a dead man walking, it was me
They were not who I thought I was being with
Damfino what it costs you to leave and what I've abandoned
I'm a sad bandit