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letra de the unwinding balance - airospace

[verse 1]

cycles are only gorgeous
when winter is at the forefront
spoken we only turn one –
notion that we don’t run
i can –
not be the reason
that you find your peace
when i’m the brutus in this treason
forgive me please
i’ve aching at the bottom and it won’t re-lease
with this pistol to the temple i can make god freeze
i can make a synagogue high with the sess i speak
i can make a pentecost all die as they idolize me
i can separate synapses when the finite thinks
i can build the impossible in less than a week
i can deconstruct your atoms on a relay sheet
i can transcribe from inside what cold ice means
i can see through a black hole where no light leaves
i can extract the oxygen from salty seas
i can be the lacerations hidden under your sleeves
but when she leaves i’m just aching for a reason to breathe

[hook]
i’ve been sitting in this hall across the essence of sp-ce
with the race against time i’m just trying to find my place
if only i could master the distractions that are passing by face
i could probably get it back but i sadly run in place
it’s that easy
to never move forward
it’s just that easy
to never move forward
i’ve been sitting in this hall across the essence of sp-ce
with the race against time i’m just trying to find my place
if only i could master the distractions that are passing by face
i could probably get it back but i sadly run in place

[verse 2]

see jealousy and envy, they both go hand in hand
answering disaster with the sadness of a man
massive running passes when your accesses demand
the spark upon a b-st-rd or the flash within a pan
lost traction and my action is to brace upon my head
but when i wake up in the night i’m wishing i was dead
when i’m reaching greater heights i’m jumping from the ledge
dysfunction isn’t something that you get because you read
dread
trudge upon on the days of what’s f-cked up
getting by the days with a drink to my cup
what
i don’t give a f-ck about the preacher
he watched my mother tired up he watched my mother seizure
caesar – i always keep my spine unprotected
neglected
abandoned, disbanded the collective
expected
this – to move some more forward
forward, crooked lines jagged with no order

[hook]

i’ve been sitting in this hall across the essence of sp-ce
with the race against time i’m just trying to find my place
if only i could master the distractions that are passing by face
i could probably get it back but i sadly run in place
it’s that easy
to never move forward
it’s just that easy
to never move forward

- airospace

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